“Boys hate me Jack!”.“They won’t once they realise how lovely you are without those horrible thick specs…”.“And without my clothes?” ... giggled.“Yes that too”. He ran a hand gently over my breasts. “You’ve got lovely tits Sis!”.“Kiss me between my legs Jack!”. I shouted. I could hardly believe it was me saying it.“Alright!” he replied “but it stops there Sheila! I am NOT fucking you!”.He dropped to his knees and gently parted my legs enough to get his head easily between them, allowing his. Witnessing the pleasure and the humiliation on the face of the loser in person was a rush like no other that I had ever felt. The pure dominant sexuality of the winner ravaging the loser was also extremely appealing to me. After coming home from these fights, I would fuck my wife with an intensity so powerful that she couldn't contain her screams of pleasure.After the first time that happened I told her that it was the pent up energy from working extra hours at work combined with a new higher. Steve kept trying to hold it up to her mouth and she kept pushing his hand away."Steve, here let me try," I said moving towards them.My breasts were above water now and I noticed both Steve and Elaine staring at them. Looking down I saw that the tiny white patches covering my nipples became transparent and my dark nipples were plainly visible to everyone. I should have covered myself but the joint made it seem like it was OK."Here, let's smoke it together," I said settling down beside her.She. He staggered to the bathroom, emerging a bit later to find his three companions still sleeping. Jack stumbled to the window and threw open the curtain, letting the bright light stream into the room."Hey!" Stan protested weakly as he pulled a pillow over his head.Jack stared out the open window, unaware that a) he was naked, and b) one of the cleaning ladies had just seen him and was now running in fright. He finally turned. "Guys, we've got to hit the road." A couple of loud moans greeted his.