“YES!” I thought to myself, there it was the pussy I had just dreamed about cumming in was showing under the bottom of the towel. Clearly ...he didn’t realise and I didn’t want her to either, as I tried to discretely perve at her. What I could see of her pussy was shaved smooth, with not a strand of hair showing, her pink lips protruding deliciously. Oh how I wanted to suck them and feel them wrapped around my hard cock.She moved aside to let me pass, but happened to leave. I can feel her pussy clenching around me, and she's rocking her ass back against me to meet each thrust, but what I hear is her telling me how she shouldn't really risk it.I tell her it's her decision, and if she wants me to stop....But I guess she didn't hear me, or decided anyway, because she's face down and tonguing my wife's clit while the wife grabs a double handfull of hair and pulls her hard against her.Watching this happen, just a body length away, well... I'm not made of stone folks, I. It had taken a few weeks to discover what really went on at Quince Biochemicals, after Michael had started working there. Under the cover of the company, Quince had been distributing stolen drugs and chemicals around the country. Quince avoided illegal drugs like cocaine, and concentrated on controlled, but legal, substances. When Michael had made the mistake of confronting Quince, he had been threatened. Quince had said that if he tried to involve the police he would be in very great. ’ Jane said, looking up from the hotel book for a moment as Charlie and Lucy came in holding something. ‘Hey, Jane. Who’s fucking who right now?’ asked Charlie. ‘Oh, some awful journalist named Raoul Duke is about to get some drugs from some women and most likely have sex with them.’ ‘Well, I think you’ll find that fairly interesting, then.’ said Lucy, showing Jane several capsules. ‘Is that…’ ‘Yeah, it is. Pure and good LSD. I got from my buddy Milo when we were protesting the war in Vietnam..