Fucking a guy wasn’t really all that different from fucking a woman up the ass, except that it was a guy. Guys just don’t get my cock hard, don�...t get my rocks off, aren’t my cup of tea. They do, on the other hand, butter my buns, if you know what I mean. But, again, I digress.I went over one night as agreed. They offered me a drink which Sophie mixed. It was a Manhattan and was absolutely the most delicious beverage I’ve ever had the pleasure to pour down my throat. Well, that was mostly. She dropped her head stroking my cock sucking hard on just the head.She never took her mouth away until she was sure she had it all. Then she sat back letting go of my cock , opening her mouth showing me my cum before swallowing.”Thank you “she said then moved off the bed “I need to wake Sam up now” she said . I was hoping I would eat her pretty pussy when I saw her blonde bush for the first time. How the gap between her thighs gave room for her puffy lips to hang low as she turned to get. He hit my ass three more times, each time he hit harder and i started dripping from my cunt. I couldn't help it. By the time he started hitting my ass full force i was edging. He walked up and handed me my drink & excused me to drink it while floating.Following me into the water he asked, "how are the drugs hitting you?" I feel sleepy but happy and tingly," i reported back to him."Good. Come here."I swam over to him and wrapped my legs around him. His skin felt so good against my little slit. Then Jen says that if she was wearing a ring that showed Estelle being her mother she would take it off too. And I say I agree and then we both pretend to take rings off our fingers and put them on the table and that was like saying Estelle was officially not our mother anymore. Not until we put our rings back on anyway. And I feel all this anxiety and anger fading away all of a sudden and I feel a lot better. It was kind of like a huge yawn makes you feel more relaxed inside but not really.