Mike was lightheaded and tottering by this point. Something seemedwrong, but he couldn't put a finger on it. He brushed his teeth, washedhis face an... put his hair up before collapsing into Kathy's bed.When he woke up and looked in the mirror, he saw Kathy's twin sisterstaring back at him.So that's was what was wrong.**"Jesus Christ, Kathy!" Mike yelled into her new, pink covered iPhone."Why didn't you tell me your stupid house was cursed?" Hey! You weren't supposed to sleep in my bed!" Kathy. This got them more interested in my ass than in my cock.We all sat together naked and watching porn. We had our cocks in our hand and were masturbating while a guy shifted his position and his cock touched my ass. Fire ran through my vein as I tried so hard and suppressed a moan. This other guy was masturbating furiously as his hands rested on my puffy boobs. I was dead drunk and I didn’t care a bit. Suddenly my hands rested on a cock and I began shagging it.Hands began grabbing me wherever. I was finally heading home. Living in the city makes owning a car an illogical investmentespecially a city as massive as Montreal. Because of this, my father had to drive me all the way back to my apartment. I always felt guilty for forcing him to take this four-hour roundtrip, but I made sure to compensate him for the gas and wear to his car. I thought the trip home would be boringfor some inexplicable reason, my father always refuses to accompany his driving with musicbut it was actually. It tasted horrible but thankfully was in small enough quantities that she didn’t mind it too bad. She tongued his butt hole a few times to convince him she was having fun and then told him it was good and clean.“Good job! Ready for your reward?”Becky nodded and Scott moved back down to her legs. He slapped her pussy again and slid a finger around the entrance. He tickled it and watched her fall back into a trance, before pulling back out and going back to her face. “Don’t worry,” he said..