We slipped away, leaving the pen for another day, hand in hand towards our little warm spring pool.We hurried, the urge urgent, Mataoka unbuttoning my...shirt with one hand as she squeezed and pulled my hand with the other, tugging me towards the pool. Her eyes were wide dark pools of their own into which I wanted to swim.And then, as we were almost upon our bathing place, Mataoka came to a sudden stop in front of me, pushing into me to get me to stop, too. She put her hand to her mouth to. What happened?”“Well my guess is the martini went straight at you through your empty stomach and when you smoked the dope it pushed you over the edge. It’s happened to me before, the feeling will pass. You’ll be fine. We need to get something in your stomach though.””Fuck man, I don’t like this. How come it doesn’t affect you like this?”“Years of practice I suppose. When it does hit me like that I’ve learned to enjoy the rush. I try to avoid the falling down part.”“Shit I feel weird.”“You’re. She was in her late thirties and had a perfect Bengali-beauty face. She wasn’t anorexic and had a full figure. Her size 36 boobs and size 38 ass were enough to make any man cum. She stood 5 feet 5 inches in height, had long dark brown hair till the middle of her back. When on duty, it was either in a tight braid or a bun. She had a husky voice which was completely apt for the bedroom. Her huge dark chocolate eyes were another asset of hers. Rani knew she was a beautiful and sexy woman. However. It feels so good, James said as he started to pick up speed. I ducked my head down to suck on his balls as I stroked his dick. My dad continued to pound into me. Lick my fucking balls boy! my dad grunted. Ahh yea. Thats it, he moaned when my brother latched on. I could feel my dad about to cum. James was now pounding into Jamal grunting and moaning with his head thrown back. Fuck my ass good bro, Jamal said. James gripped Jamals hips to get in deeper. He continued to slam into Jamal as my dad.