Chapter 691

Kayla was an artist. Ginger got on her knees and joined her, and I thought I might lose my mind. Before my eyes rolled completely in the back of my head, I glimpsed Jess with Manny one more time. They stood in front of the patio door. Manny sparked up the joint and immediately handed it to Jess, who took a long, deep hit. Then another. Then a third before finally passing the spliff back to Manny. When she did, he pushed down firmly on her shoulders, and Jess couldn’t have more willingly ended up on her knees. His cock was in her mouth a moment later.

"Come on, handsome," Kayla said, standing up and extending her hand. "Let’s take this somewhere more private."

Ginger, Kayla, and I emerged from the master bedroom three hours later a naked, sticky mess. We had polished off the eight-ball of cocaine Ginger had brought into the room with us. Kayla’s nipples were red and sore. My cum leaked down Ginger’s thighs, after my fourth and final load had gone in he