Elsa pushed Ralf out of the house, happily saying "Oh goodbye Ralfie!  Have a nice day and be productive!"
"Yes yes Elsa…" Ralf stared back at his dangerously happy wife.  "I'll have a good one…"
"Good!" and she waved goodbye, he walked off.  Elsa turned to the kitchen, Pavel sat in the corner, peeling carrots.  "Hello Pavel…" she smirked.
"Hi…?"
"Stay there and don't do a thing…" she went to get two glasses and some wine, also she went into the medicine cabinet.
"What am I supposed to do…?" he asked under his breath.
She knelt down to his level, "Have this and come into the bedroom." after she took a sip and handed him one.  Beckoning him with her slender fingers tipped with long red nails.
"Ok…?" he left the peeler and thoroughly washed his hands, sipping his drink and walked into the bedroom.  "So what is this master Elsa?" he turned the corner, supporting himself.
"Hello Pavel…" she laid on the bed, tosseling her brown hair.  Her body contoured into deep curves and skin was smooth as butter.
"Master Elsa…?!" Pavel cried out, "What is this…?"
Elsa finished her drink, throwing the glass against the back wall, it shattered.  "Nothing, now go take a luscious shower and return to me…" her hands graced around her cleavage.
He did, bathing himself in the rose water that got laid out on the counter.  His mind got a bit foggy, his vision blurred a bit.
Finishing his shower, he wrapped his bottom half in a white towel.  "I'm here, I'm done… Elsa…?  ELSA!" he dropped his towel, but he didn't notice.
"Hello love…" Elsa laid on the bed completely naked, her hair sprawled out like a fan.  "I see you're ready…c'mon…" her voice, dripping with slurred phrases and mindset.  "C'mon…"
"What was in that drink?!" Pavel asked, he couldn't even think straight.
"Nothing, nothing… but Pavel…Pavel…I'm so horny…" she pushed her hips forward, fingering herself.
"Master Elsa!" his body began to sweat, suddenly he felt kinda aroused.  Whatever resided in that drink, worked it's magic in his mind.  Time moved very slowly.  "Elsa…?"
"I want you Pavel… get on top of me…" her arms touched the side of the bed.
"Ok…" he mumbled, his mind became even foggier, getting on her soft body.
"That's it…" Elsa sighed.
They stared at each other, the time, place, and image spilt into a pool.  Without further ado, (the drugged wine digging deeper into their brains) their lips met and took off.
"Oh Pavel…Ah…ohhhh…" Elsa smiled, her hands slide down his back; blissfully ignoring the boney vertebrae.
Pavel responded with slipping his tongue between her pink lips.  
Accepting their invitation, she pressed her body against his.
Elsa, being a skank whore then pushed him off her body, opening her legs.
For a split second she closed her blue facile eyes, as Pavel entered her she moaned, "Ohhh…aughhhhhhhh ughhhhhh…Please more…fa-faster…!  Pavel…!" Elsa repositioned herself and him, then saying loudly "Wow Pavel!  That's 5 fucking centimeters larger than Ralf…!" but hell, that was the drug talking.
*Meanwhile (for good taste)*
Bruno skipped down the hallway to go see his friend Shmuel, as he passed the master bedroom; he stopped.  Listening and hearing something odd he pressed his ear against the keyhole.  One male and female voice, both intensely familiar, rang a bell, this is what he heard:
"OHHH PAVEL!  THAT'S IT!  RIGHT FUCKING THERE…!  PLEASE…!  (I'M SO WET!)  MUHMMM… HARDER…I WANT TO BE FUCKING WREAKED!"
"ELSA…!"
"AUGHHHAGHHHAGAHHHHHH…!"
Bruno pulled his ear away from the door, completely taking on the roll of explorer, he looked in.
The next thing he knew, he had the "I WILL NEVER BE CLEAN AGAIN" reddit face.  Running away screamed "Gretel…!  Something's wrong with mom and our waiter…!"
*Meanwhile, (get ready…)*
"MOTHERFUCKER…!  I LOVE THIS…!  MUHHMMMM… PAVEL…!"  Elsa's back completely detached from the bed, her legs dangled off of Pavel's shoulders.
(Being the moderate of the two even when drugged,) He gasped "Elsa…I…I, I think I'm going to cum…!" slamming into her, making a quite delicious/disgusting noise (depending on your taste and level of depraved sexuality.)
"DO IT!  DO IT…!  GIVE IT TO ME…!  I WANT IT ALL!  GIVE A WHORE LIKE ME WHAT SHE DESERVES…!  AUGHHHH…!" her entire body tingled in orgasemous anxiety, the heat swelled to unbareable.
Waiting no longer, she took Pavel's entire body and slammed it into her's, with that, he came.  They gnarled into a raunchy, wet, tongue-dancing, make out session.  Becasue Elsa demanded it, Pavel began to fuck her again, his cum made any type of frictional movement very loud.
Pulling out, they stood on their knees on the bed, staring at each other once again.  Elsa laid him flat on the bed, arms dangling off the sides, then she proceded to give a 'way-too-good-to-be-an-amateur' hand and blow job.
Pavel let a tiny smirk form in the corner of his mouth, his drugs began to wear off, going back to sane mind.  Completely aware of his situation now, he let Elsa suck his dick.  The funny, almost sadistic fact that he watched a still drugged Elsa do this to him; made Pavel incredibly hard.
"Do you love this Pavel…?" she asked, staring up at him, eyes dilated, deep throating him.
"Yes…" he groaned, (Who wouldn't like a women nearly 25 years younger pleasuring them?) throwing his head back, enjoying every freaking second of this.  Feeling climax, he added "I'm going to cum Elsa…get ready…"
She happily nodded, opening her mouth, her pink tongue licked the outside of her lips.
Somewhere through mid-cum Elsa crashed.  Hard.
Cringing, the cum still splattered her face, and took a huge step back.
"What is it Elsa dear…?" Pavel asked sarcastically, still in orgasm glow.
"What.  The.  Hell.  Happened."
"I'm not sure, I think you drugged us, and then we fucked." he shrugged.
"Fucked?!  What…?!  We had medicinal sherries to talk about our problems!"
"I guess you put in too much…"
Just then Elsa realized the liquid on her face and inside her mouth, wasn't saliva.  Spitting it out franticly she cried "Oh hell…!  I did!"
"Check your pussy girl!" Pavel laughed, truly enjoying Elsa's displeasure.
Horrified like a girl checking to see if she got her period, her finger divulged into her entrance, the same damned white fluid cover her hand.
At the moment Elsa stared at him, and back at her naked body, and back to his.  She began to cry, "Oh fuck!  W-what did I-I-do?…?!  I fu-fucked you!"
Pavel just kinda stood there.  "Elsa it—"
She roared "PUT YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES ON!  I DON'T NEED TO LOOK AT YOUR DISGUSTING BOD—"
"The one you fucked quite passionately for an hour." he added.
"Don't remind me…!" Elsa curled into a naked ball, sniveling.  But then, memories from her drugged adventures began to fill in the last hour.  How damn wonderful it had felt, the tingling sensation returned, dirty as hell, thats exactly what she wanted.  What a whore she was!  Yes!  A filthy skank whore!  That's who she was!  In hysteria, she laughed.  Standing up, she pranced to a still naked Pavel, embracing him, wiping back tears.  Her legs snaked around his own, Elsa whispered "If I found you so damn attractive when we were drugged, what's to say sober isn't better?"
"Are we going to find out?" he asked completely surprised.
With all the conviction in the world, she replied "Yes."
They threw one another on the bed, flying into a session so dangerously sick, Emilii's iPod and brain would die if she typed it.
*Later*
"Hello Ralf dear!" Elsa cheerfully said, taking her husband's coat as he sat down for dinner.
Bruno and Gretel already sat at the table, as pale as fuck.  Unable to ask for more soup even if their stomachs growled for more.  However Elsa asked for more wine many times.
Ralf just sat there, completely unaware of the intense shit that had gone down that day.
Returning after dinner to the bedroom, (Elsa and Pavel made sure they scrubbed every inch of the room a scanned it with a black light.) Ralf jumped onto the bed.  Saying "Wow Elsa, you really cleaned up this place… what's the occasion?"
Elsa giggled, "Oh nothing, I just thought I needed a change of pace.  Something new."
"Hey, the kids are in bed, wanna have sexytimes?" Ralf winked.
Elsa yawned, rolling into her bedclothes; "I'm tired, I've had enough action today…"
"Oh…" and reclusively he rolled over and turned off the light.
*Two week later*
"Oh Elsa…!  When did you become so good at blow jobs…?" Ralf wined, as Elsa continued to 5-centimeters-short-of-deep-throating.
Shrugging she bubbled "I guess I'm a natural!"

Or a lot of practice.