James sat down at the dinner table, barely acknowledging either his wife or the home cooked meal she placed in front of him. It didn’t matter, she t...ought, the less he concentrated the easier it would be. He picked up his wine and while gazing sat the newspaper took a huge swig. “Drink up you sad fucking pig, do it” Helen thought. It didn’t take long at all for the drugging to take effect; James felt light-headed almost immediately, and within 30 seconds passed out cold. “Play time” Helen said. She was giving me such an intense hand job. She stroked slow. Then she stroked fast. She worked on just the head then just the balls. She was trying to find the best way to make me cum as quick as possible. "Well it looks like I'm sucking your cock," Shelly stated. "I had better step up my game." Shelly licked her hand and grabbed my cock. She started gyrating on my hand. Her tits were moving with her body. I leaned down and put one of her nipples in my mouth. She grabbed my head and held it on. I backed him up to the end of the bed,told him to kick his shoes off and ran my hands up inside his wife beater and took it over his head.I then crouched down,hooked my hands into his shorts and sweats and slowly dropped them.When his pubic hair came into view I started to lick my lips,but as more and more cock was revealed my mouth started to water.And there it was in all it’s glory! Nine inches of thick,veiny black cock! I sat him on the edge of the bed and told him,’Wait a sec,hon’,and went. She straightened up and reached down with one hand to pull aside her thong while the other grabbed his member. His eyes got wide and his hips thrust upward as she rubbed the head of his cock along her slit. With each stroke she would allow him to open her slit a little more and let her labia coat him as they kissed him. With each stroke she would bring the soft head of his cock in contact with her own swelling clit. Then, she eased him inside her. As she guided him in and out of her she would.