I had sucked and fucked seven men, had been the focus of a gangbang in a bar men's room... and I had thoroughly and without reservation enjoyed the en...tire experience. It was mortifying. Even with my 'hobby', I hadn't imagined such raw desires lurked within me. Yet I was powerfully tempted to take another dose immediately, despite my now-crushing fatigue.I mastered the impulse and staggered off to the shower. I needed to feel clean again; cumstains were not nearly so charming back in my normal. Before I got too into it, I figured it was time to give her a little something, so we could smooth things out easier.“If we are going to hash this out again, how about we have a little something to drink?”I didn’t wait for her to answer. I hit the intercom to the bar. When the bartender answered I instructed, “Have Steve bring us a couple drinks. You know what Crystal needs, and I will have a rum and coke.”She whined, “But I was coerced and drugged. That alone makes the contract void.” It was. After a moment or so, shestopped and brushed some more."You know, Jessie, you have very lovely hair. It's very full for a manand, if you took care of it, it could be very startling. Can I give ita little shape for you?" What do you mean by 'shaping' it?" No one had ever talked to Jessieabout hair before except his dad who used to take him to the barberswhen he was little. Once his dad got sick, the only talk about his hairwas the teasing about it being a 'rat's nest.'"I mean that I can layer it. Dropping clumsily to the floor, still coming down from the high of her previous orgasm, Melinda turned to face Brian. Batting the k**’s hands away, she took his penis into her right hand and began stroking it firmly. Her left hand was at her pussy, rubbing.Movement caught her eye. She had a large mirror across from the window, something of an heirloom, with swirly designs around its edges. It reflected the bushes right outside.And it reflected the wide brown eyes and white face of Bailey,.