I had looked over at the one in the passenger seat, the short one who just happened to be Dee my youngest daughter who just turned 21, she was the one...who had a thing for her dad the ex-con when she mummbled "mmm" at my picture. The other two were out cold in the back, but Dee was stirring a bit and opened her eyes when I was taking another hit. She smiled and slurred out "what are you smoking, can I have some?" I replied it was magic smoke and that she could have anything I had. She sat up and. And it made me hard. As the two men double penetrating my bride approached orgasm, I could feel my own semen coursing from my balls to the head of my dick. As they tightened up and rode her pussy and ass filling my wife with cum, I came in the bowl a second time. I heard Shelley cry for more as they pulled out of her gaping holes. She had become a big-cock slut and a cum dumpster. As I slumped against the rail, I was vaguely aware of the other cucks draining their cum into the bowl as I had. But now I saw the curve of their bosoms, the curve of their tummy, and things I knew guys checked out. It confused the daylights out of me.Reality in the form of a history test snapped me back a bit. But after it was over I felt the need to unwind. I didn't because I had an algebra test the next morning, and besides, there weren't any parties that particular night.Suzette homed in on my like a guided missile the moment I showed up with my date at the next party. 'I loved what we did," she said. I get you settled and go to the bar."Hey, Rita." Hey, y'self. Wha'up?" Whiskey and quarters." Ha!" she snorts, "the usual."She drops a roll in my hand and I head for the box and start flicking through the cards. I can see you glaring at me from the table. I plunk in some quarters and move back to you."Come on." Now what?" The reason we're here. To dance. Just you and me."I hold out my hand and you come out to me with a touch of reluctance. I shove a few chairs away and take you in my arms as.