Jean, kneeing her way along beside her angered, naked husband, made no sound. Only her quivering lower lip gave away her confused, inner feelings. The unpredictable moments of the LSD reoccurrence cycles were lessening, the normalcy creeping over her was momentarily unreceptive to the lewd situation surrounding her! Wh-What was happening…? Where… why…? She… they were all naked! And… and that was her girlfriend, Carol, lying obscenely on her back… with Mark spreading her legs apart and moving up over her! Mark… his hardened penis pushing forward as if… if he were going to… to f-fuck her…!

"M-Mark… Carol!" Jean stammeringly exclaimed, a little less than dumbly shocked at what was the obvious and about to take place! "Wh-What in God's name do you think you're doing…?" Yet, even as she spoke, lurid flashes of her own passionate acts which must have preceded this obscene moment flittered through her drug-entangled mind! She and Caesar… then Carol… and finally, Mark catching them…! Oh God… the LSD again! Ooohhh… she felt so strange… so resentful… still, she masochistically wanted them to fuck… right there in front of her! S-She was so hot… down there between her legs again!

Mark, in his burning arousal, hardly threw his indignant sounding, young wife anymore than a glance. At least, he hoped it was indignation he'd caught in her tone, because he well knew what he was doing and why, as he crawled between the slender, shapely legs of her suddenly, fear-stricken, closest friend!

"Spread 'em wide and lift 'em high, baby!" he lewdly ordered, placing his big hands against the soft, satiny flesh of Carol's inner thighs and pressuring outward. He heard her whimper along with a choking whine from Jean as he gaped down with ever-building lust at the intriguing little mouth of the willowy brunette's dark, hair-fringed cunt. Its pink secret flesh separated the flushed, moistly pulsating lips to send powerful jolts of desire surging through him. Christ, he was going to fuck her silly even if she was Steve's wife!