Finally she entered the room. She was smoking a joint and looking at me kind of funny.“What the fuck are you doing,” I asked.She sat on the bed i... front of me and pulled her panties to one side. I could see that she had shoved a giant dildo into her fat snatch.“Watch me fuck this dildo and get my panties sopping wet with my cunt juice.”She started pushing the monster rubber cock in and out of her fat pussy and I could see that her black panties were getting soaked. “Don’t you want to fuck. I’m such a big fan of yours!”Good thing Linda’s head keeps getting bigger with so many of us in here, Ret giggled.I know right? We need more room to move around, Tink laughed.Mouse said, I want my own bedroom!Linda walked over to the front desk and checked in. She got her key card and a special card to access the penthouse elevator. She told the desk clerk to set her up for a six o’clock wake up call in the morning.Upstairs in her room, Linda collapsed. It was an incredibly plush room, but. And the view I had was perfect. I could see all of that big black cock appear and disappear in and out of Linda's stuffed pink pussy. The guy on bottom gripped Linda's ass with both hands, opening her up to receive his pounding, while the guy on top gripped Linda's head and was face fucking her. I must have watched for five minutes or so, though it seemed like an hour, so I nervously walked home hoping I hadn't been seen peering through Linda's windows. Once home I quickly took out my dildo I. She gave me her empty glass to take back. "What was in that punch? My wife really likes it." The bartender gave a shrug. "Nothing hard to find -- a quart of orange sherbet, a big bottle of ginger ale, two bottles of cheap sparkling wine." I suddenly lost all interest in the buffet. Even at that dilution, Shelly had just finished the equivalent of at least three more normal-sized glasses of wine. If I didn't get her home soon I'd have to carry her. Even in the short time I'd been gone, it had.