Paige was sick of being the only sober one in the group. Well, that and it looked like fun to her. Sure, her friends were absolute morons when stoned,...but they were happy morons. After breaking up with her boyfriend only a week before cheer camp, plus all the other stress in her life, she really couldn't see a downside to being a happy moron for awhile.Besides, after a year of listening to Hailey talk about how awesome pot was, Paige's wall was finally crumbling down. She would've smoked it. It was a black and dark purple bra. Just like one which I had seen many times on my wife. Yet there was no one around. Stepping off his patio I could see light coming from Jerome's bedroom window. Walking as softly and quietly as possible I approached the window. His curtains were wide open. Kneeling down so I was below the sill I slowly peaked up over the edge into his room. I about collapsed from shock. There was my wife Marisa laying on her back on his bed topless a mere couple of feet away. Forever." Before I could start crying as the Goddess never said anything like this, he had me blowing him again. "I heard from your former Goddess you love to eat ass... eat my ass." He sat down on the couch and situated himself to wear I could do this. At first, I was disgusted, but realized if it wasn't the Goddess's ass I was worshiping, then I'm glad it is someone she had chosen for me. I began to worship T's cock, balls, and ass, as if he were my master all along. I loved it. This. Her face flushed, and her head flew back, her coochie clenching my hot rod. All around me sex exploded in the back of the van, a welling started up in my balls, rushing out. Liza bucked away, and I came free from her pussy; my come flew free on her flat tummy and bouncy boobs. “Oh, yeah, we’re coming here too,” I cried out. “Yeah, well we’re about to pull into the parking lot. I suggest you put on a shirt,” Kara laughed from the driver's seat. “Really you can get naked as soon as you get into.