Standing behind her one of the men we had seen in the bar was sticking two fingers up her wet pussy. Even with her mouth full I could hear her moaning...with pleasure. At the other side of the bed another man was getting undressed. He climbed on the bed, pulled the knickers out of her mouth and tolled her to start sucking. I must admit this was really turning me on. We had talked about this before but I thought it would always be just fantasy. Now I knew if I stayed in the shadows I could watch. She was drunk and had passed out and he sat between us. In the front was the designated driver, this guys sister and her boyfriend sat in the front seat, I was the spare girl for whoever needed some fun.During the drive with his hand casually d****d over my shoulder he soon found his probbing fingers inside my bra, teasing my erect nipple until it just popped-out of my halve-cut bra. I distinctly remember seeing his sister adjust the rear view mirror to watch us then wink to her brother.This. Mark took his sticky hand away, leaving his cock shaft smeared with his precum. Without much pause Jennifer then replaced his hand with hers. Her small, warm hand grabbed the shaft, feeling the stickiness. She felt the warmth of it, the power of it in the palm of her hand. She then pointed it toward her face, and settled her nose against the moist, sticky head of it. Then she inhaled powerfully, smelling the odor of her son’s cock in her very soul. She took it from her nose again, making and. She was suddenly more scared of my contrasting behavior. On one hand, I was overwhelmingly powerful and intent on victimizing her. On the other hand, I was caressing her as if I was making love to her. Her fear turned to disgust as she felt me place my mouth over her left breast and surround her nipple. She felt my tongue darting around, flicking and caressing her. As I pulled my mouth away, I gently bit down on her nipple and clenched it between my teeth. Not releasing my grip I pulled my face.