Or Tuesday. Well, the beer had been getting progressively better as I moved north, but I was still enjoying wine, myself.I walked several miles on my ...our around Bucharest that day, choosing the southern route around the Parliament building (the largest building in floor space in the world), the old Orthodox Cathedral where people were gathered all the way out on the sidewalk to listen to the music, and the two huge parks. I also found three of the four coffee shops that were on my list and. My wife gets a little wild when she drinks, so my plan was to feed her drinks all night and as the night went on I started adding some Molly to her shots. So by the time everyone was leaving (12:30ish) she was d***k and a little high too. I told her she and I needed to do a shot for the new year, just us two. I put a nice hit of Molly and half a roofie a few guys gave me to use on her. She downed that and within minutes I could tell the Molly was kicking in, she was dancing around the living. Had his cock really done that? Well obviously she needed a little something more. Anna's fiance slipped a second finger into her wetness. She smiled breathlessly above him as he began to slide them back and forth. In and out he fingered her, angled slightly upwards so that he hit her gspot just right. He curled them in a 'come hither' motion and Anna squeezed her thighs tight around his hand with a gasp. That was the right spot. Sliding her legs back apart with the hand still out of her, he. Four times the size of my sister’s, but with the same perky nipples. Their weight along with her age caused them to hang more than Abby’s did, but not much, and it gave them an elegant tear-drop shape. My hands were glued to my sides, flat against the blanket. I was still uncertain about scene playing out before me, unsure of what my part should be. So I laid still, not making a sound, just watching, in skeptical bliss. “Touch me!” She scolded. Grabbing both my hands and plastering them to her.