I slid my hand to my crotch and felt my wetness. He told me to lean back and slip two fingers inside. Oh fuck, I was going to cum and hubby knew it. H... then told me to stop and pull my hand away. He grabbed my hand and held it to his face. He started to suck the juices off of my fingers. He was driving me fucking insane. He took his cock out and started stroking it. He said there are going to be a lot of guys jacking off tonight.The drive seemed like an eternity and my pussy continued to drip. Except for the sound of the music, there wasn't a noise to be heard in the stuffy, close room as the drugged girl ground her ripely flaring hips back and forth at her hypnotized audience, daring anyone to yank the thin filmy panties down from her slender young waist, over the tenderly sensitive flesh of her smooth inner thighs. Her fingers hooked in the tight band of her panties, and she began to slowly, teasingly, roll them over the full ripe swell of her buttocks, her back demurely turned. So are you ready to get fucked?” “Yes,” she whispered. “Get undressed,” I demanded. She slowly slid out of her skirt, tights, blouse and bra. “When was the last time you were with a woman?” “In College, that would have been 1982.” “Your room mate?” I queried. “No, my boyfriend’s sister,” she responded. “Nice,” I said, “Very nice. Come undress me,” I commanded as I dropped my robe to the floor. Her mouth dropped open a bit as she looked at my near perfect body. She walked over and took off my. He slipped in so silently I didn’t know he was there until he pressed his soft cock between my cheeks. I felt like a woman, there I was soaping up another man and enjoying it. Of course I spent extra time soaping and scrubbing that fantastic enormous cock. Then he pushed me against the wall and lined up his monstrous cock head with my ass. That’s when he taught me about poppers, rush. He explained what to do with it, so I sniffed deeply. While my head was doing odd strange things, his head was.
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