Tyrone bent over, put his glass down, picked-up the second joint she had rolled earlier, lit it with the Bic lighter, took a short toke and handed it... to her. He then grabbed the glasses and headed off to the kitchen to mix more drinks. In the kitchen this time, Tyrone mixed Jo-Ann another strong rum and Coke while making himself a weak one. After all he had to relax and regain his strength somehow. He washed his hands and face and cleaned up the kitchen, repacking his bag with the remaining. All he wanted, just those hard succulent pleasurepoints in his mouth, first one, then the other, back and forth, back and forth,until she was ready to scream for mercy, and he was on the verge of eruption. And then, he shifted himself so he was positioned between her breasts andshe immediately pushed them up and around his towering erection so that hewas pillowed between the fleshy softness, just where he wanted to be. Her eyes were bright and knowing. Her hands cupped her breasts so her. I thought maybe I could put all my feelings on him and they would go away. It wasn't the best plan, but I'm not really sane anymore." I love crazy chicks. You know that." He squeezed a bit tighter to reassure her, keeping his voice soft and comforting. "So all the things you wanted to do with me, you did with him?" I tried. I even gave him a blowjob. He said it was the worst ever. Nothing I did was right. I had to imagine you everytime he touched me. Whenever he tried to get into my pants, I. .. okay, now relax and I'll do the rest." With total darkness before him, he felt unsure and vulnerable, unaware that Regina had planned it that way in order to maintain the upper hand. He heard her moving around the room, obviously preparing for the adventure. A few minutes later he felt Regina's fingers part his nether cheeks, then felt a small intrusion. She pulled it out, saying, "That was some lube for your insides. Now I'll put a little more in and work it around in there." He squirmed.