I was swirling around my balls with my finger. I said, “My balls feel so good shaved, can you imagine how good a tongue feels on shaved balls?” �...I bet,” he said. Then I started to trace the ridge of my glans and the underside of my cock. Precum was dripping right off of my cock. It was getting on his hands as he massaged my groin. He was staring right at my hard dick. I couldn’t take it anymore and started to slowly jerk my cock. “Oh yeah, that’s right, stroke your cock for me,” he said. I was. I got to the corner before I started to feel queasy. The sidewalk started curving in front of me and I’d swear that the brick wall of the building I started leaning against was melting. Just then a black van with the door already sliding pulled up next to the sidewalk, actually one wheel went up on the sidewalk and just before everything went black I had the thought, ‘Someone laced my drink.’ I woke in a haze. There was a bright light above my head and when I blinked a few times I saw that it. I stood up and walked around to her and offered my cock to her. She grabbed Nick and Fred's cock in each hand and opened her mouth. I slipped my cock into her open mouth and she quickly began licking her cunt juice off my sticky, already used cock."Oh God yes." I heard Julie say and as I turned around I saw Matt sliding the fattest cock I'd seen in a long time into her mouth. Tim had lifted her skirt up and had his left hand down her panties rubbing her pussy. His right hand was alternately. He looked up at the underside of the water’s crenellated surface and felt himself drifting, then he pulled as hard as he could for the surface. But there was something else on the water’s surface. He could make out the yachts underside, see it’s propellor thrashing wildly at the sea as the larger boat fought it’s way through the waves to where his own boat had foundered. The old man pulled hard, his lungs burning, and he felt himself break free of the water and claw at the sky. He fought to.