S*****" I answered and jumped in the passenger seat. As we drove off she said "Mrs S***** is a bit formal, call me Jean, after all I've known you sinc... you were a baby!"I squirmed a bit with embarrassment but soon relaxed and she started chatting and making small talk, asking if I was looking forward to my new job. As she was driving I started to notice what she was wearing, it was a plain light yellow cotton sundress, knee length with a quite low neckline which showed the top part of her. If what I think I feel is a fact, then I won’t walk away. I won’t just watch either. I’ll let the couple start. Then I’ll undress myself, stroke my cock and approach them. And stand beside the guy. Look down at his cock being sucked and edge my cock closer… She’ll gently take hold of mine and lick my full length… make it wet and then she’ll rub the two cocks together… licking them both and keeping them so wet.I’ll put my hand on his ass. Testing at first. See if it excites me. Then I’ll stroke. During this time Swathi and I had completely stopped talking. Mostly because she spent most of her time staring at me with lusty eyes imagining all kinds of different sex acts with me.I stopped talking because I spent all my time exposing myself to her. This also had been having side effect on me because of the constant erections my masturbation cycle changed in a big way i.e. I started jacking off constantly. The girls I was dating at that time still get wet when thinking about me because I. It’s not right,” Cynthia softly said, with a definite slur in her voice, as she made a feeble attempt to shove him away.“My cousin was an idiot for leaving you. I would never have treated you that way,” Spencer said, as he leaned over again and kissed the beautiful brunette full on the mouth this time. Under the heavy influence of drugs, Cynthia fervently returned his kisses. Spencer knew then, the drugs he had given her were having the desired effect. High on ecstasy and cocaine, her sexual.