I was just curious, that’s all. Anyway, we were waiting for you so that you could help me get my new phone set up.” She proffered the mobile phone... that was softly humming in her hand.“OK, let’s get the instruction booklet. Your Mum will be home soon; let’s hope we can get something done to show her before she gets here. Maybe even give her a call beforehand.” With that the two of them sat side by side with Megan looking on and began to pore over the booklet.It was half an hour later after. When we stepped onto the porch I stopped. He turned to look at me to see what was wrong. I reached for the top button of his shirt and he just stared at me and scanned the surrounding area. As I unbuttoned his shirt, I turned him, so his back was to the railing. I dragged my nails from nipples to navel. I heard his low moan and that was all the encouragement I needed. I sucked at each nipple as I stepped him back against the railing and unfastened his belt. Sliding his belt free of the loops. The couple readily drank from the large glasses given to them, which quickly added to their ultimate downfall. One of Sarge's skilled servants motioned for Michelle, telling her that it was time for a relaxing massage. The combination of paralyzing drinks and quiet surreal setting had a serious affect on both her and Rodney. The secret drugs robbed their ability of muscle control, but not the ability for their eyes to convey messages to the brain.Rodney's head spun like crazy, but he wasn't too. The short journey to the men's restroom...omg. I was about to give a stranger a blowjob in a men's restroom. Damn, Craig knew me SO WELL! As we stepped into the room, Phil lead me over to the far corner where he leaned back against the wall and smiled, now obviously taking in the view of me from my heels, to my skirt, lingering over my breasts (where I was sure my nipples were causing their own scene) and glanced at Craig who was checking under the stalls before locking the door, "You said she.