Sure do.

You throw caution to the wind and say, "you bet!" You take Mara's arm over your shoulder, and help her toward your bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mara puts her arms clumsily around your neck, mashing her lips into yours. The sweet smell of **** is thick on her breath, but not entirely unpleasant. She may be drunk, but she's kissing good and hard, and her hands stroke your body urgently.

She breaks the kiss and says, "I want your body. Give me your body." She then rubs the bulge in your jeans as she starts licking you on the neck. Her lips elicit a low moan from you, and you bury your head into Mara's cleavage. She's gotten you so hot that your lust has taken over. Your hands lift the edge of her sweater over her head, revealing a red demi-cup bra, the tops of her full breasts squishing out into view. Your lips kiss the swell of her tits, and your tongue flicks across her hot skin.

Mara finds your zipper and pulls it down, unsnapping your jeans along the way. She drops your pants, and you step out of them quickly, your boner poking through the opening of your boxers. She pulls your underwear off, and your manhood bounces free. Her fingers caress your rigidness.

Your mind lost in lust, you push Mara toward the wall. You grope under her skirt and are surprised to find her wearing nothing underneath. Your fingers dip into her honey pot and find it dripping wet. She moans with her eyes closed.

"Take me. Fuck me now," she pleads. You flip up her skirt, and she raises her legs around your waist. Your cock finds her slick opening, piercing her to the core. Mara wordlessly screams out her delight. You wildly pump into her, your passion surging ever higher. You are out of control as you slam your meat into her steaming womanhood, your hips a blur.

"So ugh... hard. So ugh... good ugh... Oooooo, fuck my cunt" she says between grunts. Between her dirty talk and the speed of your ****, you are close to blowing your load. She clenches her legs in time with your thrusts, pulling you into her even harder.

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! Oh, God! God! Yes! Aaaaaaahhhhh!" she yells as her pussy squeezes your cock hard and rhythmically in her orgasm. You can't take anymore stimulation, and you scream out your climax, filling her body with your sperm. It seems to take forever for your balls to stop pulsing their creamy load out. You finally stop coming, and your deflating manhood slips out of her passage.

You carry Mara to your bed and lower her gently. She has passed out, sticky cum running out of her pussy. You slump next to her, closing your eyes, trying to catch your breath. You hear a couple of awed gasps, and you suddenly realize that Heather and Trish followed you to your room and watched you ravish Mara. You look at them somewhat embarrassed, but notice that they are both flushed in arousal, and petting their crotches vigorously. You've really turned them on.