Hands squeezed her hard flesh and small tits. Lips were fanatically sucking her rock hard towering nipples. The smell of champagne, sweat and bodily f...uids overwhelmed her. She was a willing fuck toy, belonging to the moving intoxicated mass, which frantically stimulated and used her throbbing meat.Champagne was used to spray and cool off the moving bodies. Some high and drunk naked girls in the lounge simply poured out the bubbly liquid over the pulsation bodies. One bottle slowly found its. "I love you," he stated, before laying his head on my melons.He blocked my view of her fucking me, but I felt it all too much. She used her tongue to go up, down, and all around my twat. She went into it and surely slathered my lips down there as well. I had him holding me down a bit, but it wasn't going to be enough.I let both of my arms on my sides and hit the bed several times as I attempted to take all the pleasure. It was out of this world, to say the least, and I even felt Dale drooling. I promised not to go full-Lohan on you, remember." I remember," Brock laughed. "About the last thing in this world I want is for you to be uncomfortable. I'm not really sure about all this but I know that I expect you to tell us if things are getting out of hand or if one of us says or does something that makes you uneasy." Thanks," Randi said. "We're going to have to sit down sometime and figure out what's happening. I wish I had more time here but I have to leave Friday for my Labor Day gigs.. Just a sliver, a tiny opening that told me that something was going on behind me...something bad. I started to turn. They say you never see or hear the one that gets you. I sure didn't.* * * * * I don't remember meeting any great cosmic entity that sent me back to finish the job, to do the job that only I could do. I don't remember anything until I woke up, on a bed, in a hospital room. I had a tube down my throat, another piercing the wall of my abdomen, and a third in my...well let's just.