"I could never get tired of this feeling."It felt perfect and I didn't need to do a thing but lay there and enjoy it.The six other girls stripped in a...ticipation of their turns."Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" was Samantha's mantra as she bounced hard on my cock.I groaned gently and knew she'd cum long before I had to cum."Yes! Yes! Yes!" came Samantha's new song.I can't remember her ever going for it harder. She seemed desperate for an orgasm."Oh, fuck!" she verbally stretched out and her pussy matched her. It just left me completely unsatisfied. I sat for about twenty more minutes until my drink was gone. I decided I would head back to the bar for a glass of water - two double vodka and sodas had me feeling a nice buzz. When I walked back into the bar, I noticed a man standing at the bar. I quietly grabbed a bottle of water off the bar top, hoping this man would not notice. I was unsuccessful and as I began walking away, he turned to face me and locked eyes with me. He was much more attractive. After a few minutes, i noticed that there was another guy in the room taking photos... Bob introduced the guy as his brother. i was not happy about the photos, but Bob told me i could delete them when i finished sucking him off. Actually, being watched by another person as i sucked was exciting, and after a few minutes, Bob "shot his wad", filling my mouth with cum, which i was told to "swallow"... i reached for the camera, but brother said i would have to suck him off before i could delete. I crawled out from under the table, pulled myself groggily to my feet, then looked around for a few moments. Nothing in the room seemed familiar. My own clothes and even my own body felt strange and foreign to me. Feeling my way through the dark, eventually I found and roused the sleeping inn keeper. He wasn’t happy to be woken. ‘You’re still drunk, you damned fool … ‘ he murmured, half-angry and half-asleep. ‘Go back to sleep. I don’t know who you are … ask your friends. You were drinking and.