Soon he was immersed in them and seemingly oblivious to the cleavage opposite him at eye level and the length of bare leg and bare feet stretched out ...elow him. Veronica returned to her contemplation of the immediate future. She saw that her glass was nearly empty and downed the last of the brandy with some regret that there was no more left. That drink had been just what her shattered nerves had needed!No sooner had she put the glass back on the table than the young man raised his eyes from. She went on, “It’s called the date rape drug because it makes you out of it and even causes like amnesia and you can’t remember what happened to you. Sound familiar?” Again I shook my head no and she kept going, “I think they put that into your margarita. Do you remember drinking a margarita?” I thought about it a little while and remembered something about a drink with salt. I asked, “Does that have salt on it?” This time she nodded then continued, “Do you remember being spanked or was. And i soon realised how wet i was becoming! Josh had a similar tent pole standing out in my jock too!!!I then rubbed my bulging briefs in to the crack of his ass....and continued fingering him...he started wanking himself through the tight ribbed material, so i totally decided to take over...and started wanking him with my left hand and continued using the two forefingers of my left hand to finger him with. He started moaning loud, and bucking his hips, i told him never to steal my gear again,. However, at that time, I got scared and started apologizing. “sorry ma’m, I didn’t see you stopping”. She said it’s ok, you don’t have to apologize. But tell me why is your thing so hard? She used the word thing instead of saying cock. I said “no reason mam. It is always like that”. Then she looked me in the eye and asked me, don’t lie to me. I know that it is not always hard.Tell me honestly, Did i make it hard? I lowered my head and nodded agreeing to that. Then she came very close to me and.