A drunk drag queen was mutilating an Aretha Franklin song and I was completely ok with being further away from the noise."Pam, this is Anna, and Cathe...ine should be back shortly with a few drinks." Anna was a gurl like me, with a jet black bob wig, a silver crop top that showed a few delicious inches of well-toned tummy, a short tight black skirt, nude hose and heels. She smiled as we introduced ourselves. Lauren practically shoved me into the awaiting semi circular booth and sandwiched me. They fucked me like the slut I had become. There was no passion or romance. Just raw lust, and I loved every minute. I lost track of how long they fucked my mouth and pussy before they both, almost simultaneously filled my mouth and pussy with the second load for both. When Billy pulled his softening cock out of me, and Jason stood, I fell flat on my stomach. I am sure I was a sight. My bra still around my chest, with the torn straps dangling. I had big puddle of cum between my legs, and more. After groping my boobs for a while over my dress and rubbing my naked belly, they pulled down my sari jacket and my bra off my shoulders, completely uncovering my boobs. Their fingers and palms were feeling my boobs and nipples all kinds of ways. I was now officially getting hot. I knew there was no going back now. I was biting my upper lip not to let my moaning escape me. I murmured,“Please let me cover my mouth. I can not hold moans”Surprisingly, they let me at once. As I covered my mouth. He pushed a hand over her pussy, feeling it."Now, that's a wet cunt, Mom!" He laughed.Roxie began to giggle. "I guess it is. Wet with piss." Oh, and pussy juice, too! Piss and pussy juice, Mom! That's a wet cunt!"He lifted his hand, and before she knew what he was going to do, he rubbed it into her face."Ritchy!" she screamed."I saw what you did when I was fucking you, Mom," he said, smearing her mouth with his wet palm. "You stuck your finger up your cunt and licked it! This is no different.".