She was young and comely.She slept on her side, but I could see her face in the wall mirror on the closet door.Very nice indeed, but totally unfamilia....I wondered if I was suffering under some form of early onset of dementia with loss of memory as the first symptom.Sure, I had a few drinks but don’t remember getting drunk. As I pondered the past evening, I wondered if I might have fallen victim to a spiked drink at some point given to me by some unknown enemy.At least the mysterious female was. RuthWe weren’t serious about the name calling, of course. We were friends and we were just having fun with the experience but you wouldn’t know that by listening to us.It’s true I was giving Donna encouragement and instructions to do things I wanted her to do with Joshua. I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t.Donna was authentic when she told me to suck Beau’s cock. She wanted to give all her lust to Joshua and this was her way of relieving any guilt she might feel. Psychology 101.Me? I wanted the main. .." Her voice wavered. She was on the verge of tears.Lucas pulled back the covers and offered her his hand. "Come here baby girl." She took his hand and pulled herself up onto the bed and sat up on her knees in front of him. He took her chin between his thumb and forefinger and forced her to look up at him, even in the poor light he could tell that she was blushing and he kissed her; warm, hard and on the lips. Her shock gave way to lust and slowly, she began to kiss back then let his tongue. He removed his hand from her thigh, and inserted one, then two fingers inside her pussy.Chelsea started gasping and moaning loudly. His fingers curled inside her, searching for her G-spot, expertly finding it in no time. He nibbled on her clit as he flicked the G-spot. Chelsea came, "Oh. Ahh. Uhh-fuck," as she squirted on his tongue and mouth, and he lapped up her juices.He climbed onto her, kissing her deeply, their kiss once more filled with a great amount of passion and love. His hands.