’ But she didn’t go. She continued standing there looking at me in that strange, vacant way of hers. I didn’t think she had a lot going on betwe...n the ears. Just as well really… At that moment, a woman with good sense was the last thing I needed. I began to feel an inexplicable lust for Joan’s body, her lovely big titties, even her big arse seemed to draw me. I wanted to bury myself in her soft folds, she had plenty of them. I didn’t care about her face. I didn’t care. I wanted a woman. I. Her pajama shirt came off first, exposing her wonderful breasts to me as I covered them in my saliva induced licking. Then her pajama pants came off, as I moved down her sides until I reached her thighs still licking not touching her pussy. I kept on licking just to the edge of her pussy with my tongue, making her go crazy, every now and then lightly brushing my nose on her engorged clit. She was getting very wet and horny, moving her hips in the direction of my mouth trying to bury her pussy. Merck stepped out back to have a few quick tokes on his vape. As long as I could get them in position, I didn’t care what they did to get themselves ready. After the front porch, they hit both bathrooms and came back ready to go.I had several tableaus ready to put them in that would slowly tell the story of the party getting wild. That would include losing some pieces of clothing and getting hands involved, but it wouldn’t involve exposing the guy’s dicks or girls’ pussies or having any real. Oh I hope your not turning red now my dear brother. Remember how you called me a stark raving mad sex manic? Well Ron thinks so also. OK, Ok I did not sit down here to brag about my sex life, I sat down here to, oh fuck I don't know exactly why. Just hear (read) me out. You know as I sit here writing to you about all of this getting it out of my system so to speak, I think I'll burn this letter, that way I can start to think more clearly. It all started 6 months ago, something happened to me.