You don't have to pretend tonight I could see her panties bulging out. Mmmm bend over the bed her throat is getting my cock sloppy in 3 seconds ther w...as sissy ass in the air and spread I worked my cock in and started pounding that sexy CD asshole hard for 10 minutes until his dom bent her fat round sexy ass over beside her slave and told me to take turns in her sissys ass and her pussy. But her femboy took it so hard in her ass I kept fucking her boipussy way longer than the wifey and blew my. Would she notice anything different about the taste? The moment passed without incident, and Stacy sighed with relief, taking a sip of her own drink. Of course, why would Ashley notice anything? Stacy herself had twice been drugged in this manner - she now realized - and she had never noticed a thing. The alcohol effectively masked the taste of the drugs. Stacy took another sip of her drink, willingly subjecting herself to the effects of Gary's drugs - she would need all the help she could get. We drove to the end of our street and back. Mike managed to keep me busy for about fourty five minutes and in my mind I knew why. I told him I needed to use the rest room and started toward the front door. It was locked. Oh well I told him I’ll go around to the side door. I told Mike that I’d meet him back at the pool, I didn’t want him in the house in case I got to see my wife fucking Eric. But they weren’t in there. I went to the pool and there was Eric and my wife in the pool. Their drinks. She smiled up at him. " Go and look in the purple Toyota pickup. In the back is an ice chest. Bring it in here and I don't care how good you fuck me, as long as YOU get a good cum, and put it all inside me." Both men went out the door at a dead run. The whole crew were far enough not to have heard them. In a minute, they were back. She opened the lid and pulled out cans of cold Coors beer. She looked at Carl. He was enjoying the show of his life. "Essie told me that she'd set this up last.