“I know; in fact both Lori and I know how that feels.”Lori told Megan about our night of beer drinking on the boat at Castle Lagoon two summers ag.... Megan laughed at Lori’s description of us running and fighting for a place at the rail; and how we had to clean things up afterwards.“I have never been so drunk I’ve spewed like that,” she said. “Jillian; well, you should ask her about what happened to her at her birthday earlier this year ... I’m not saying anything, except for the fact that she. "That's good, you ready baby, you ready." the black man bellowed from the other side of the thin wall. It was all too much for me as cum started spurting out of my penis. On and on he kept pumping his cock in and out of Barbara's mouth. drunkenly and weak I tried to stand up and almost fell. My pants at my ankles, there was simply no room for me to lean over and pick them up with Barb leaning over sucking the guys cock. Then he groaned again and Barb began pumping his cock harder."Here it comes. Someone else sucks an earlobe. The cheeks of your bottom are stroked. Kissing continues down your back. Hands are everywhere. And, especially now, a hand is in your sex.A finger slides between your lips and encounters the profuse moisture you have generated. Lubricated by your wetness, it wanders up and down your slit, spreading the moisture. It leaves, and you smell yourself on the finger as it reaches your mouth. The fragrance is familiar -- wet and musky. And you open your mouth to taste. Large quantities of caffeine was the only thing allowing me to get everything done. The day of the event had arrived and we set up the registration area and begain to work out the bugs in the registration process. As the day progressed, anything that went wrong resulted in someone shouting my name to get my input or guidance on how to deal with a glitch or problem. It did not take long before I begain to cringe each time I heard someone call my name. My already high stress levels were.