Figuring no one could see through her jacket. The guys kept staring at her breasts, they could see them through her shirt. She said she should get goi...g soon and they should probably settle up. She was noticably slurring her words. The guys said that she should stay and talk a bit, sober up and then they would send her home with a check, they said they put a tip on so she could have some spending cash of her own for the trip. She sat down in the chair and said how nice the guys were, and that. Jack paused for a moment and said, "Mmm, delicious! Baby! I cannot wait to see them get bigger and fill with milk."Natasha closed her eyes, and pulled his head closer to her breasts. "Don't stop now; you know how I love my tits played with."He grinned and resumed tantalizing her tits. After a few moments, he licked his way downward. He couldn't resist Natasha's pussy with its intoxicating aroma. It drew him like a moth to a flame.Jack paused briefly when he was over her abdomen. He winked. He was jerking off.Beth’s pool party was forgotten. The fact that Rick was married was forgotten. The chill of the AC, the quiet of the house, and my wobbly equilibrium after three beers – all of it was forgotten as I stepped inside and shut the door behind me, locking it.Rick looked over at me and snickered quietly. He was drunker than I.“Go use the other bathroom, you pervert,” he said, not really meaning it. I could tell.“It’s in Beth’s bedroom and I don’t want to go in there. I want to use. I quietly called her name to see if she was asleep or not. No answer, so I got up from the couch, I crept over to the recliner and stood beside her, just watching her. She looked peaceful there sleeping. In my mind, I knew I should wake her and tell her to go to bed, but on the other hand, the raging hormones of a young man knew I just had to try to get a glimpse of those breasts that I had thought about for years.After standing there for what seemed like an eternity, I decided that it was time.