”Now my wife laughed, “Wow. You like that?”She grinned, “Oh I love to have it rimmed and fingered. I just want to feel it. So, are you guys up for...it?”My wife looked at Steve and said, “Look, I’ve got to tell you that I want a nice long fucking, so if you’re a quick cummer then that doesn’t work. Tell you what.” She looked at him. “Hop up here. I’ll blow you and if you last five minutes then you can come fuck me.”Steve hopped up and Dana went to work. She gives a world class blowjob, but I. She looked at me. I leaned my face to her and kissed her lips slowly. First she was startled but as she was drunk and emotionally fucked up so she allowed me to kiss her. I smooched her wildly an sucked her lips. She responded me back and we started kissing each other. Our tongues were licking each other. We sucked each other lips. Saliva is exchanging and it was dropping from our mouths. She go wild and she pushed me on the bed. She leaned down and opened the lower buttons of my shirt started. She ran across the cold tile floor. Damn this floor is like ice cubes she thought to herself. Finally she reached her shoes and quickly slipped them on her feet. Once she had the shoes on her feet she decided to that she might as well explore her surroundings for a while. As Sara exited the little room that she had been in, she found that it was one of many doors in an extremely long hallway. She shuffled out the door and closed it behind her. Thankfully the hallway was well lit so she was. This did not look promising. “You, too.” He was talking to me. I wasn’t driving, why did I have to get out of the car? “Are you fucking deaf, or what?” The officer was pissed off big time. “I told you to get out of the car, dickwad.” I got out of the car. My cum gun had shrunk to toy revolver size. The policeman put both of us through the paces of a sobriety test. Walk, follow the pencil, stand on one foot, the whole thing. I thought I could hear the girls giggling in the car, but that couldn’t.