We'd pregamed at home with a few Little King's and a bit of 80s music. I was only a few minutes from downtown and the art gallery was on in Columbus, ...o we walked our way into town.We downed a hell of a lot of drinks (God knows what) and the goal of drunk Tuesday had officially been reached (and probably surpassed.) We were shitfaced. We stumbled back up as far as we could and then hailed a taxi the rest of the way home.We giggled, fumbled and stumbled our way upstairs and made our way into my. I started exploring his cock and balls while he was just touching my boobs feeling my hard like nipples. I was hornier than Arjun and I gave a light scratch with my nail along the length of his cock. Arjun couldn’t bear this pleasure and he squeezed my boobs making me moan softly leaving his cock. This time I started melting in his arms, showing his hand the way to my most private part making him aware that I wanted him to be the first man to touch me there just between my legs, the most. . YUM! That sounded like just the thing. Well, Sam’s ass was tempting.When faced with a difficult choice like this I have a simple philosophy... “Well, they both look good, so I guess I’d rather settle for both.” I typed in a very generous breakfast order on the room’s terminal, then took off my clothes and after she had some fun sucking on my cock for a bit just to be friendly, I eased my naked cock into Sam’s wonderful welcoming slick tight ass. She had enough good lube for both of us, so she. Now I think it is because Pat has another in her life."We made love. I'm not a slut. I really am not. Lita is the second woman I have made love with and there's a connection between us, loving brother and sister who have loved each other.I have a sister. We've made love. Pat has a brother. They've made love. Somehow there's a level of rightness to it, at least that's what I tell myself.I told Pat, of course.This did not change the way that Carlita and I interacted in public. In private? Oh, a.