Sarina opens it and leads Michele inside.Sarina leads Michele through the room and all Michele can make out is a large bed, a large wardrobe and vanit... table and chair. A few floor lamps shed dull light onto what are obviously expensive rugs thrown here and there over the grey slate tiles.She is led to the bathroom and it looks like something out of a five-star hotel; all sparkling white and black marble with gold fittings. There is a bath big enough for two, a glass shower stall with two. He could actually see her labia, already glistening and slightly parted from where she’d been subconsciously rubbing it. Her breathing was heavy from the drugs, causing her chest to rise and fall rhythmically. It was almost a hypnotic sight on its own. Each cell at the complex was laid out in exactly the same way. All were brightly lit, but there were no windows, and the door had no handle on the inside. It was important to ensure that the prisoners knew they had no hope of escape. To further. I looked up at Lisa, and she was watching the whole thing. After probably ten minutes of licking and sucking, I eased my way up between her legs and started pushing my dick inside her. Lisa had already told me that my dick was bigger than John’s, so I personally was looking forward to seeing her get fucked by a bigger dick. I started easing it in, and she got vocal in a hurry. I wondered if she could tell it wasn’t her husband who was fucking her, but didn’t really care. I went pretty easy. I didn't help her get undressed–that wouldn't have been proper. But she lay down on her bed and within a couple minutes, I could tell she was on her way to dreamland. I closed the door quietly and went back to the party. I pulled Allen aside and told him what had happened and that she was safely asleep. He thanked me for helping her and for my discretion. It wasn't much after that when I decided I, too, had gotten my fill of Christmas revelry and went home.The next day was Saturday and I didn't.