Mein kuch derr subha bistar pr pade sockti rhi ki ab ye pyas mujhse or sehan nhi hoti. Mera jism garam ho gya tha or isko kisi ke pyar ki zarurat thi ...hande hone ke lie. Raat ka kissa soch kr mujhe gussa bhe a rha tha or pyar bhe. Pyar ye soch kr ki kese meine apne boobs video pr dikhaye or gussa ye soch kr ki mere pati kitne selfish hai ki khud ka mann bhar kr chale gye or wife ka ek bar tk socha he nhi.Jabhi mere husband ka phone aya or mein khush ho gai ki shayad raat ke lie sorry bolne ke. Then he would drive to the ranchero to fetch the girls. She would not see him again until the "exhibit"... The hour for the orgy arrived. Jill had let herself be drugged with cocaine, and she accepted any drink that was offered to her. Julio had promised her that when the raid came he would give her an injection of some powerful antidote that would clear her mind and rouse her from her drugged stupor. God, she prayed, don't let anything go wrong!Her whole body felt numb from the coke she had. Wow, I thought no panties. My hand slid down to cover her muff, my middle finger sliding up and down the lips of her wet, warm slit. With my middle finger I went for the prize, trying to push it inside of her. Damn she was tight, either a virgin or hadn’t been fucked in a while. Either way this would be an adventure. After, using some force I was able to insert my finger into her hungry moist hole. "Oh God! Finger me baby," she whined loudly. "Oh yes, right there," she cried. "OH YES, YES!" . ." Leslie..."The voice was now joined by a gentle nudge."Leslie, honey it's 4 o'clock in the afternoon for heaven's sake wake UP." Gentleness, gone.Leslie opened one bleary eye and then the other, peering through a cloud of her own brown hair at her mother fussing about her room."Moooooooooom..." She groaned, whether at the wake up call or at the invasion of her mess though was unclear."I am leaving for dinner with the girls. Your father is asleep on the sofa. I left dinner in the fridge make.