Caramel couldn't believe what her neighbors had done to her. They had turned her into their personal sex slave, but the worst thing was that she loved it.
At first it was all "how do you do", and "welcome to the neighborhood". Then they invited her over for a b-b-q party in their back yard next to their huge swimming pool, and, with all the other neighbors there, she was treated like a princess by everyone. It made her feel very welcome and she needed that.
Ever since her divorce from her domineering and brutal husband she had felt isolated and alone and now she was starting to feel normal again. That is, until everyone else had gone home.
That's when she went inside with her two neighbors and all three of them sat around in their swimsuits watching a romantic streaming movie on their giant tv. After a little while Caramel started feeling warm, fuzzy, and euphoric. She was blushing a lot and feeling very, well, excited, as in horny, by the R rated love scenes.
So when Marjorie came over and sat next to her on the couch and started to hug her and put her hand on her leg, Caramel was confused but pleased.
She was shocked when Marjorie leaned over, smiled warmly at her, and then put her hand on Caramel's chin and gave her a hot tongue kiss. Caramel couldn't believe that she even returned the kiss. She realized at that point that she was on fire. What was in that last drink they gave her? She had heard of a drug called Molly and Caramel suspected that that was what they had slipped into her drink but for some reason she really didn't care. It felt so good to be sharing the warmth of another human being, even if it was another woman.
It wasn't long before Marjorie had slid her hand up Caramels soft white thigh and had insinuated her slim fingers inside of Caramel's flimsy bikini and was fingering her pussy. Caramel only moaned and leaned her head back to savor the feelings of Marjorie's fingertips sliding up and down the sides of the stalk of her stiffening clitoris. In no time at all Caramel was cumming from Marjorie's tender manipulations.
When Caramel came on Marjorie's fingers she was only vaguely aware that Marjorie's husband John was watching them. Caramel didn't care. She was on an erotic magic carpet ride as Marjorie rubbed her guest's clit with an expertness that even Caramel would have had a hard time imitating.