She moaned loud, feeling his finger part her pussy folds and caressed the inside softness. Jon swept her in his arms and laid lovingly on the bed, sli...ping her nightie. She readily raised her hips, allowing him to slide off her panties. Now, Jon slid off his gown as well to lay down on her side, gently nibbling on her neck and working on her nipples to make them hard. Now Melisa was moaning beyond control and twisting her hips. Jonathan moved down to her belly and her clean shaved pubic mound,. I would snort more coke prior to them arriving and be all theirs.It depended on who the guy was and numbers but when the Latinos came round they came in numbers.Sometimes six or seven Latinos would arrive out of a van.The blacks or African Americans would drive a car load of guys over. But when it was bikers it was usually one biker or two who turned up.At first her guy would check on mum and see if she was stirring and then the action would begin.I would be on my knees in no time with cock in. ‘Cathy, a toast to us, over heated, over-sexed, overdue and head over heels in love and lust.’ After the third sip between kisses, I pulled her glass away, and grabbed her face and kissed it like there was no tomorrow. There wasn’t, there was only now, and forever. My hands caressed her hips and slowly tugged her skirt down to the floor. I was rubbing my hands over her silky slip when I realized that she had loosened my belt and was lowering my zipper. Rubbing her hands over my manhood through. ‘I’m too warm,’ I slurred to this strange guy. Even as I said it, I was trying to undress myself, anything to cool me down. Why was I even telling him? For all I knew he could be a rapist! But I didn’t have a choice. I didn’t even know where I was. I could hear loud music and drunken chatter mixed in. But it all sounded like it was so far away. It was too damn warm!! I felt a hand on my head, His cooling touch was heaven. ‘Jesus Christ! You’re burning up. I thought you were just–fuck! What.