The lacy material clung to the matted hair surrounding her pussy. I slid her panties off as well. Sharon began thrusting her hips towards me, beggin... for me to touch her pussy, to lick it, to probe it. I put my face close to Sharon’s pussy and stuck out my tongue just far enough to graze the soft hair. “Lick it!” Sharon screamed. “Com’n…lick my fucking my fucking pussy!” I brushed my tongue along the tops of Sharon’s milky white thighs as she spread her legs as far as she could. She. The voices faded beyond the door, suddenly muted followed by a click. I wondered what had happened and what they did with Joe.A few minutes went by before I cracked my door for a better listen. Silence. There was no way these drunks could be that quiet and no way they all passed out at the same time. I ventured out into the room. My first scan revealed nothing. I half expected to see Joe propped up, tied up, covered in some sticky substance or even better, taped up with some absurd statement. I awoke when the morning light came through the window above the bed. I could feel a warm backside pressed into my stomach, and I reached around and ran my fingertips over the full breasts to the nipples and began to move them in soft circles. Smiling, I pried open my eyes.It wasn’t Debby! This was Carol, in a short sheer robe that had loosened nicely, spilling her tits out. “Morning,” she said.“Morning,” I replied. I almost stopped my motions, but the look on her face changed that notion.. Tief schaute er mich mit seinen wunderschönen zweifarbigen Augen an.„Jaqueline, du bist die schönste, die ich je sah. Der Abend wird ausschließlich dir gehören.“Und er küsste mich so unendlich sanft, dass es mir vorkam wie in einem Traum. Am Abend des Balls stand ich lange vor dem Spiegel. Ich war mir meiner Sache nicht mehr so sicher. Würde es so werden, wie ich es mir erträumte? Würde es wie damals sein, als ich in den Armen des Falschen landete? Meine Finger strichen über die Narbe an meinem.