I sat back inviting Mario to go ahead and pop those buttons while I unbuttoned my shirt. In a flash I was half naked, and he took his first dive down ...n my cock. I took a couple more hits of poppers while I enjoyed his hot mouth sliding up and down on my shaft. Fuck, this guy could suck. It didn't take long before I had to fight back the urge to cum. He was such a great cocksucker I just wasn't ready to cum. I did a few more poppers, and then pinched my nipples. Mario just kept a steady suck. The next morning, my doorbell was ringing over and over again. I was only asleep for about three hours and when I jumped up from my bed my adrenaline shot sky high and my heart started pumping fast. It’s a weird feeling being super tired and having your blood pumping fast both at the same time.I was only wearing a short t-shirt that ended just after my ass cheeks. Had I found my bearings I may have put on my robe or a pair of pants, but instead I just groggily stumbled to the door and opened. * Curled up spoon fashion, the two people slept replete and content, Josh’s arms around Katrina, protective and strong, her small back against his front, his face buried into her hair, smelling the lemon tang from the shampoo she had used in his bathroom when she washed it only days before. Downstairs the young copper was knocking on the front door, the quiet night surrounding the little village with its thatched cottages and well tended gardens. The occasional drunk weaved their unsteady way. I shook my head; I was having too much fun."Turn around and bend over," she substituted. I did so, finding a chair back to rest my head on as my hands continued the exhibition for them. I could feel four eyes burning their way into my ass."Look at that beautiful ass, Sue. Do you think we could have some fun with it?" Well, I've got a toy that might fit in there very nicely." NO!" I screamed it and turned around toward them. They were giggling like little girls."We'll see. Now you just keep on.