Then again, another part of me thought it was all hype and she just liked to be the center of attention. Turns out I was half right and half wrong, it...appeared that it wasn’t all hype, and she did like the attention. She threw her head back, moaning in pleasure enjoying her fingers deep within her. Periodically she would pause and bring her fingers to her mouth, sucking her juice off them. In the mean time, my cock throbbed, pressing against by pants, begging to be let out for the smallest. He took his time, massaging my scalp and neck as he worked the shampoo up to a thick lather. It was easy to understand why Gianna was purring by the time he started on her back because I was too.As he worked down my back, the twinkling of my arousal grew stronger, and by the time he hit my bottom I was moaning quietly. His strong fingers worked over my bottom, massaging and teasing along the crack for a few minutes before he moved down my legs. I almost asked him to finger my ass so I could. Some one should be sober though I realized that I qualified more by default than in truth.The girls continued to drink and to push me to drink more which I pretended to do. They became very drunk. Jennifer became amorous and Terry started to compete in that way, also. This had, I thought to myself, moved completely out of hand. There could be some unpleasant ramifications from letting this continue. I looked up to see both of them naked from the waist up comparing breasts by sight and touch.. My deep slumber was broken when suddenly I heard a loud moan.It sounded as if someone was crying of pleasure, so I got up to check what was wrong. But I couldn’t find anything unusual so I went back to bed. Shortly after, I was once again woken up by my urge to pee so I quickly rushed to the washroom. To my surprise, I found the washroom occupied so I knocked and yelled, “Please open the door, I need to pee”. Aisha from inside replied, “Just wait for a second, I will be out in a jiffy.”The door.