What a rush!I could tell from the way Mark looked at me that he was shocked. Knowing me for as long as he had, he knew that I am not much of a drinker...and had never tried d**gs; I was always the "good girl."But I didn't want to be a good girl that night. I was definitely mellowed out and didn't care. We continued that for a while, me sucking James, him smoking the bone and every once in a while he would give it back to me and I would smoke some.The whole situation made me so horny, alternating. He answered by letting one hand grope her bra-encased breast while the other pawed at her firm round ass, tugging up her dress until he could slip his fingers underneath it and slide them under her panties and hose, grabbing a handful of her warm flesh and pressing her hard against him. They spoke only in moans as they wrestled together, his mother's leg sliding with a sizzle up and down his thigh, her tongue flicking out at his ear and sending an electric shock through his whole body.Even as. I was a highly successful corporate manager taking a short vacation away from the hustle and bustle of making money the old-fashioned way by earning it.Poor Adele was coming off a broken romance and was working her way through all the sleazy bars in the port city on her knees servicing all male comers with her pretty lips and smiling friendly attitude that didn’t let a foreign language stop her from making new friends in a hurry. I was doing my best to dissuade her from her downward spiral into. Late for me anyway. Tim was still on top of me but at least he wasn’t ramming that cock of his into me anymore. Guess he was finally fucked out. At least for now. I hated to wake him up but didn’t have much choice. After all the little goober had put in a lot of hard work last night. I got him awake finally and told him he had to get off me because I had things to do. “On Sunday? Like what?” “Oh. I don’t know. Feed the animals. Get some coffee. Go pee. Get these cum stained sheets off the bed.