The tone of conversation in the room rose perceptibly now, an anxious, excited buzz that foretold of the violence to come. I saw bottles being raised ...o lips and money passing from hand to hand as bets were placed. The air was growing thick with the sweet smell of fresh marijuana. Tolerante passed me a cigar-sized joint and a mason jar filled with an ominous looking clear liquid of some sort. I took a hit on the joint, feeling the fragrant, skunky mota go instantly to the back of my brain,. " I responded as I got a dab out of the tube and spread some around inside my hole. Then I handed him the tube and presented him my hinny just like I would my back at the beach for sun block. It's always more interesting when a man feels around inside you. Besides, he has much better access to my ass hole than I do. A finger fucking with KY is much more sensuous than using saliva in either hole. But after thus blessing both my orifices, he seemed to loose interest in imbedding his penis. " Letting that enigmatic statement hang between us, she added "I'M the one who decided to offer the invite." Huh?"With a wink, she said "I had the guys keep an eye out for you. It was just a coincidence that the drummer found you first." As she pulled me through a thick, black curtain, she laughed. "Lucky for you, your neighbour wasn't exactly keeping a low profile." But what's this all about?" This!" Grinning, she pushed me back against the wall and literally ripped my shirt off. Then, before. Finally, one day, it was just me, her, and another staff member at the back.I was sitting, and she was standing in front of me, facing her sideways. I got up to go to the washroom, checking her out on the way. When I returned, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her butt. I was surprised.I asked, “What are you doing?”She said, “You’re always staring at my ass, so I wanted you to touch it.”I was so happy and just sat on the chair next to her, grabbing her ass. She smiled back and made that.