Stepping from the shower the cool air hits my shaven body and it nearly drives me wild. First I do my press on nails. Next I begin my makeup. Plenty o...f foundation, eye shadow, liner, lipstick and gloss. All with colors that certainly bring out the little slut in me. Applying the lashes is a little tricky but finally I manage with less than an hour left, I get dressed. After pulling the long silky stockings down my smooth and now very sensuous legs I slide my painted toes into the hot CFM. The sight was enchanting.An Oriental girl stood there, five feet and six inches tall. She was dressed in the prettiest little babydoll, that was completely see-through, low cut, and stopped just short of her well-trimmed bush. Her long straight hair was in a ponytail. But that wasn't the thing I noticed.She sported a magnificent set of breasts, the kind that are rarely seen on Oriental girls. I just knew that she was a 34D. Don't ask me how, but this night, I knew every girl's every. I listened to him grunting under his breath as he came inside her, collapsing on top of her soft body, completely spent. When he rolled over beside her, she signed and spread her arms wide, putting one around each of us. I heard him hiss gently not to wake me up, and she said out loud "Oh, don't worry, he's wide awake. Aren't you, honey?" I timidly said that I was, unsure how he was going to react. We'd talked about our sexual exploits in private, but actually being there and touching her. The blindfold stayed but the ropes disappeared as she again lost herself in the feel of four cocks taking turns fucking her every way they could think of, keeping mouth pussy and ass full and moving for hours.She was completely out of control from the drugged drink and whenever the men stopped, she would beg them to start all over. She heard someone talking, but couldn’t make out the words. A few minutes later, she heard new male voices, and new hands and cocks invaded her from every angle..