Of course they do.

An hour later, Leticia is completely wasted, her towel discarded on the floor, her underwear moist from hashish and the fantasy of sitting next to a muscled hunk.

Tom, sitting unwisely on the other side, had a full view of her hot boobs and wet pussy contained within the underwear. His blue balls were getting bluer, really.

She slowly slid, falling asleep on Hishem. Tom realized the guy was enjoying himself, his cock hard under the grey sports pants. Leticia’s head suddenly slid over the shoulder and she collapsed on the guy’s lap.

Tom realized she had fallen asleep, her mouth on top of the big dick.