What’s happened?” she asked herself when after realising she wasn’t wearing a nightdress but the same outfit she recalled wearing on what was no... the previous day, but just why she was now in the darkness of her lounge at 2am, feeling like she’d been hit by a stream strain, she really hadn’t a clue.Certainly it wasn’t the first time Vicky had woken up in the lounge in the middle of the night after a few drinks ... or perhaps, not yet wanting to use her bedroom after entertaining a new guy, but. This will b our little secret? No peer pressure of course haha”” ok but it’s a secret. And did I mention u look really nice tonite?”” thank you and I’ve noticed u look especially sweaty? Haha”The next day I fired up the healthy lookin joint, and passed it to Hannah. I noticed she was wearing a Jean-type skirt. Not a mini-skirt, but certainly not in the long category. She was wearing a dark t-shirt, and I swear I saw her perfect nipples, no bra included.. After I was done cleaning I came out of the water and he pushed me back to my hands and knees and led me back with the leash. We get back to our spot and he tells me to stay and he gets in his bag and gets a bowl and some bottled water and pours it into the bowl and tells me to drink, drink just like a dog and I do I was so thirsty. He then puts me on my knees and tells me to open up wide and starts fucking my mouth with his semi hard cock next thing I know it was hard again and he is gagging. His tone was menacing and low, but undoubtedly our voyeur was watching and listening. Juan never broke stride, but his sweat was dripping off of him, now, and large, fat droplets were smearing on my skin, my face, and a couple even across my lips. I had to sputter as his sweat dropped into my mouth, but I couldn’t do much else. The man was so disgusting!His last words, though, pissed me off. Ben wanted me to be compliant, but to willingly have another man’s c***d? That was something I was.