“What were you saying about a door rattling?” I returned to my seat and watched her yawn again. Her dress had risen above her knees during her sl...mber. She sat up and laid the blanket aside, the one I had used to cover her. Knowing that she was not wearing panties, I paid attention to how much of her ample thighs were showing. She caught me staring but did nothing to dissuade my attention. In fact, she placed her bare feet on the coffee table and smiled, “now, where were we?” Not knowing. As the second mouthful went down I felt more oozing from the tip. I upstroked with my hand and felt my mouth fill a little again. I swallowed and pulled the head from my mouth. I coughed and began to gag a little and then all was fine.I kept my head down and swallowed my saliva over and over to clear my mouth. He was still oozing a little more and I kissed the tip one more time to clean it. I still kept my head down and was tying to produce as much saliva as possible to swallow."Oh Carree" Bill. .. drugged into insensibility. The sex drives of the girls and their willingness to do anything at all to satisfy customers, or to amuse his boys along with the bonus that he had them hooked on some kind of narcotic or another, supplemented his business profits and his pleasure.There was to be some sort of a party or initiation Christine understood. At least that's what she thought she heard through her ever-present drugged stupor and she wondered what they were going to do to her now. Elaine. “The guys will definitely find it more erotic if you dance that way with them,” Allan suggested, his voice quivering with heated excitement. “Me too,” Beth replied. Almost without realising, Beth went into fantasy mode. “I’d dance with the guys normally and flirt with them. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” “Mmm, yes. Tease them and let them see how sexy you are,” Allan responded. “I’ll rub my tits on them while we dance and at some point when I’m ready, I’ll walk over to you. I’d let you take.