Her nipples at the time were as hard as erasers. The memory of this created a noticeable dampness between her legs. At the pageant she was unaware tha... her drinks had been spiked. Even the small dosage that she had been given had reduced her inhibitions greatly. They were not designed to make her horney. They would only relax her natural reluctance to partake in the activities of the pageant. Today was no different. She had once again been d**gged as she enjoyed her cocktails. "I'd love to see. She glanced across to check on the couple reflected in the window. They weren’t likely to notice anything, seeing how they were exclusively preoccupied with each other. Slowly she slid her eyes across, viewing herself in the glass; flaming red hair out of a bottle, prickly features daubed with war paint. She wouldn’t call herself pretty and she doubted anyone else would, but looks were superficial, weren’t they?She turned her attention to the man. He looked bored, or perhaps the booze was. Eve hit the magic spot straight away and fell into a fast rhythm, working both Sabrina’s clitoris and her own at the same time. Sabrina’s head slumped forwards and she moaned several times, as Thorn snapped away busily with his camera from every angle. Eve felt she was regaining something of an even footing after being at a definite disadvantage for most of the encounter so far, and as she felt the first throes of her orgasm creeping up on her she allowed herself a tiny smile.Seconds later,. I told him to wrap his arms around me and pull me up and don't let go no matter what. When he did, he copped a feel of the sides of my tits and put his hands on my ribs. When he started to pick me up, I intentionally slipped a little so that his hands ended up on my tits. God, I was hot. He said he was sorry, but I said, it's okay, just don't let go and to pick me up. He picked me up to a standing position and I leaned back into him a little bit and told him to just stand still for awhile." I.