Not only would this be a strange, completely unknown adventure, but could very well be the scene of murder."Cool. Go on in and strip to your swim suit... I'll give you instructions over the speakers inside using my microphone here." I'm going to grab my cigarettes," said Margarita. "You mind if I smoke?" No problem," said Jason. I knew she intended to grab her purse, having the sample bottle stashed inside ready to bring some liquid from the chamber to the police.Opening the chamber, I discovered. To my delight, she was loving every second of it. She pushed herself upward until her back met my chest and my lips met her neck. My hands rubbed her tits almost violently as she turned her head around. I bent my head around until I could reach her lips with mine. We virtually sucked each other’s faces off in passion. She pushed us both back away from the desk, pulled herself away from my dick, and turned around to face me. She pushed me down into my chair and she stood over my. “Oh, don’t mind me,” Misti giggled.Elissa looked into Mordred’s eyes and smiled. “Take off your Jeans if you’re so hot.”Mordred looked quizzically at Elissa. “Take ‘em off. You chicken?” she jested.She got up to dance some more as Mordred removed his Jeans. He felt a little vulnerable sitting there in his shirt and briefs which left his erection visible through the material.Elissa and Misti danced to the music as Mordred looked on. He could feel his cock throbbing as the pair bumped each. For me laughter was a good way to release my pent up excitement and much better than exploding into a million pieces.We all laughed for a very long time and it took a long time to die down. Every time I thought it was over someone would start again. Then it died down and Kerin said in this strange voice."We're all in the same bed."And we were all off again.Gracie pushed Kerin off of me, lay across me and kissed me passionately. Then she began to suck my tits and Kerin and Bruce both sat up to.