Already a sexually and erotically inflamed wildfire was sweeping thru the flushed sweaty dancing highly aroused crowd as various dancers took turns da...cing with Natasha and Amelia or brushed up against Juliet. Skylar briefly rationalized to herself that she has never before been affected by the Ganja and the E drinks like this before, having built up some tolerance over the years, nor affected with dancing with another woman to the extent like this one. An overwhelming deep desire swept thru. She was never one for strong drink,but she didn’t argue with me as I started to feed her thebest part of the bottle of brandy I had brought with me.Granted, the first two drinks took a little coaxing, butthe next five went down like warm milk. The clock struckone and my darling fantasy was now emotionally andphysically exhausted and further impaired by the brandy. I told her that it was time to go to bed and she noddedher agreement. With that I picked her up and made for herbedroom. She. I had to help support her as wave after wave of pleasure convulsed through her body. Abruptly she pushed the hand back as aftershocks kept rocking her body. I let go as she tried to catch her breath and regain some kind of composure. I was just hoping we did not alarm the owners or create too big of a scene but had a huge smile on my face. “Wow, that was fucking great!” she quietly said as her breathing returned to normal. I told her maybe she should return the favor. She got on her. Most of them that she had sent to Bill –for some reason she didn’t erase her own– would start with her standing in our bathroom, wearing some sort of outfit she never wore for me anymore, and she would begin stripping off her clothes and then fingering herself. Sometimes she would sit on the toilet, spreading her legs and holding the camera only inches from her vagina. I could hear the wet squishing sounds it made as her fingers penetrated her. It had been years since she had ever gotten wet.