I’ll see you at seven.’ Christelle hurried off to her bure and Greg spent the next hour splashing in the pool before he too went to his room to fr...shen up. He arrived at the foyer at two minutes to seven wearing khaki shorts and floral shirt. Five minutes later Christelle arrived looking gorgeous in a white button up tank top with a deep neckline framing her delightful cleavage and a matching figure hugging thigh length skirt, red sparkly sky high heels and matching clutch bag. ‘You look. I couldn’t figure out the relationship between them but they seemed to know each other well. Linda went off to talk to Missy alone and then Missy went to the front door and called to a teenage boy. The boy went off running and ten minutes later a big black bald guy came to the door. Missy motioned me to follow her into the back bedroom and there was Linda laid out on the bed stark naked. Missy sat me in a chair and then brought the black guy into the room. He didn’t give me a glance. He took. "Alot!" I answered. "Over an ounce maybe", I had more but didn't want to brag. "I forgot a lighter" I explained. Stroke handed me a lighter. 'Spark that shit up crackah!" He demanded. I poured some Meth into the glass pipe and Trey quickly grabbed it and lit it. He leaned next to me in the stall and took a few really big hits. Stroke walked up to the stall door, leaning at the entrance. We smoked alot of the crystal and before long Trey was eyeballing my naked, jock-framed, white. I decided to add some colour to her face, I kissed her lips and her neck, but she was not at all responding. She lied there like a dead corpse. I wonder what was she thinking. Maybe, she was guilty that she was cheating her husband. I don’t know. I removed her complete saree and now she was in her blouse and her petticoat. I played with her hairs, kissing and fondling her at the same time but nothing such sort of this worked. It was killing my excitement, I decided to undress her anyway. I.