Sensing something, Brent gently pushed me onto the bed. Hovering over my now throbbing cock, he gently rolled back my foreskin. With his mouth just in...hes from my knob, he gently blew warm air on the underside of my knob, almost as if he was trying to dry it off. Then he took me into his mouth and sucked. While he bobbed up and down on my cock, never quite taking me all the way, his fingers ran lightly up and down my inner thighs. He slid his hand under my balls in search of my crack. As he ran. I knew she was naked underneath because there were no lines or marks showing at all, just smooth skin.I said to the boys looks like I need the toilet again, they didn't even notice they were all too waisted to realise what was happening.I walked down the hall, looked over my shoulder to see what was going on, and could clearly see they would all be passed out drunk within the hour.I pulled my cock out my shorts and walked up behind Sam. I lifted her silky house coat and pushed my cock between. ..."Cassie continued rambling and Sierra smiled softly loving the lilting quality of her friend's voice. 'Why, I think she is nervous about something.'She thought to herself. She always rambled when embarrassed or nervous.Stepping into the living room Sierra and Cassie were surrounded at once by all the friends they had sharedduring the years, Sara and her husband Jeff who ran the Floral shop on main street, Peggy and her daughter Annewho were the only hair stylists in their small town. Steven. I closed myeyes and I was gone.Seconds later Darla and Sally were standing at my bedside. "Wake upbirthday girl," they screamed at me. I looked at my bedside clock. Thathad been the fastest hour of my life. I slowly came to consciousness.Seeing the girls and the pink walls surrounding me, I forgot for a minutewhere I was. They both started laughing. "Come on Joan! Time to get up!"Darla exclaimed. This wasn't coming together the way that I'd imagined. "The poor girl's exhausted," Sally said..