I wondered if I was suffering under some form of early onset of dementia with loss of memory as the first symptom.Sure, I had a few drinks but don’t... remember getting drunk. As I pondered the past evening, I wondered if I might have fallen victim to a spiked drink at some point given to me by some unknown enemy.At least the mysterious female was sleeping and breathing normally.I thought of the variety of films that I had watched with the poor victim waking up next to a naked bloody corpse with. "What is Gerty doing to these sweet glasses?" I ask the world as I get them spotless and sparkling then I drag them under my balls and the thoughts of creaming them get me quite hard. I make sure they are beyond spotless and are sparkling in the light of the low watts stove lamp.I'm doing up some roast beast hash in my cast iron no-stick skillet and Mom walks in."Morning Jeff, you sleep well last night?"I'm thinking that's an interesting question first thing in the morning."Yeah, Mom, pretty. I walked out into the living area same as always, people look up but never saying anything to me. Tonight they're playing bags, I walk over to the microwave and placing my ramen inside. I turn and see her not knowing she was the beginning, all I saw her as was the girl who was a bitch to me no matter how nice I was to her all because I made a harmless lil joke about how her ass was to small to grab a door handle with it. And that's when it happened "Look at her! So smug and happy!" I heard him. She spread her legs wide, allowing me to enjoy every inch of her hot flesh. I kissed every inch of her skin that I could see. From her inner thigh, all over her pussy, up her other thigh. I was just about to do more but we weren’t in the right position. Her leg was blocking me and I wanted our boys to see. I quickly moved up and told her to move over, I slid her in a semi-circle until her head was facing the guys. I went back down in between her legs and started to softly kiss again. Over and.