Just above my head, she started working those cocks. She sucked the one to her left while stroking the one in her right hand. They were primed becau...e within seconds, they were both shooting copious amounts of sperm. As she had her mouth on one cock, she aimed the other down towards her tits and, yes, my lapping tongue. By this point, I was so turned on and there was such a pervasive atmosphere of lewdness, that I had not reservations about sucking down as much cum off of her tit as I. A week after that, I put my clothes back on, but I was a changed woman. Not all of the changes were because of the Program, but most or all of them were related to it in some fashion.My worst enemy became a creepy sort of friend. She'd tried to humiliate me, but I'd turned it around on her. But I went too far, because she just wasn't normal for a while. Even after she was dressed again, she was strange. At least now she avoided me instead of seeking me out. I much preferred that. When we would. She held one nostril and told me to breath deep through the other, then again on the other side. The warmth from the poppers flowed through my body like a warm slow wave and my head was dancing, everything intensifying 100%. I heard someone else sniffing the poppers and then I felt Kathy's pink cock penetrating me for the first time. She went in slowly but all the way the first time, making me nearly cum right there. She held it in me all the way for a long moment, thankfully so because had she. “You made a mess,” I said as I slid my fingers over his stomach. “I’m sorry,” He smiled shyly. And then I did something without even thinking; I brought my fingers to my mouth and tasted them. It was warm and almost salty; almost…I couldn’t identify it. I looked at Paul to see if what I’d done was ok, as well as for permission for what I wanted to do; I wanted to do it again.Paul was suddenly alert; “Did I tell you to do that?” he sounded alarmed.“No, but…” Had I upset him? It almost.