“I don’t think he knew it was there, besides coke affects everybody’s cock different.” “Does it happen to your cock too? My wife asks still ...ightly pulling on my cock.“Ya, that’s why I did not have any of the joint, I know Paul likes to mix his weed” My wife laughs and grabs the blanket and sheet to cover me, I can hear Natalie and Paul leaving the room and a second later the door close and the hallway light go out as the last source of light that was peeking in from the bottom of the door.Wow. We walked into the living room. She bent over to put her purse on the floor, and I noticed that she didn't seem to be wearing any underwear under her skirt. I put the thought out of my mind, and , and we sat down on the sofa.“What are you doing?” she asked. “I'm just watching...whatever movie this is.” I nodded my head to indicate the television in front of us.“Oh, okay. I think I've seen this movie.” She leaned back on her end of the couch, and I looked at her out of the corner of my eye.“So,. Still, that was probably the fastest I'd ever taken a load upon entering a booth.As he left, I could see him pointing at the hole to a group of guys, but they didn't seem ready to cum. So I watched the movie and what I could see of the couple fucking on the bed. Another straight couple had come in and were getting attention too. This was fascinating. I was already hard to the point of needing some relief myself.The door to the booth to my left opened. I peeked through the hole. Is. " Well, we moved here when I was very little. How about you? Where were you born?" Asked Marci trying to change the subject."Miami." That's a long way from Quebec." My mother was from France though." Oh, so that explains the name Luc." Yeah, always figured I'd end up with a French girl and keep the bloodline going." Luc laughed.Marci laughed too, at the irony. There was no chance of keeping any bloodline going with her. Marci then finished her drink. She suddenly felt light headed again. The.