" I will dress appropriately," I shrugged.She winked, the first hint of her ulterior motives, "I'm not sure I will."Just then Barry came downstairs an... we headed out for one last night of partying before he went on his trip...oblivious to the fact that I was hoping that while he was gone I would get to fuck his mother.I arrived as scheduled at eight the following morning and was greeted by Sandra, in a robe, clearly having just gotten up. I could see a little of her ample cleavage, and briefly. Although they were of about my age of fifty their figures were quite good. I was a little surprised to see that their pussies were shaven and I asked why. "When my sister and I masturbate each other we prefer not to work our fingers through a mass of hair to put several fingers into each others pussy" Joan answered. My cock had grown somewhat at the sight of the naked sisters and, as on previous occasions, both came to me and each held it as I now, for the first time, put several fingers into. Suzy looked out through the glass of the enclosure. She could see Mary and Charlene and Omira. Their eyes were almost glazed. Their hands were balled into fists pumping in the air as they chanted, "Slut! Slut! Slut!" There was a slight gap in the crowd next to them where she, herself, had stood just at the last festival.Her shame overwhelmed her and Suzy closed her eyes as she had seen so many chosen ones do in years before. But she did not remove her hand from between her legs. Instead, if. Listening to the beat of the music in the bar she began to move her hips from side to side. The slow movement hypnotic and snake like. Her tiny skirt swishing in time to the music gave a hint of what was underneath. As she moved Sarah undid the buttons on the tiny jacket she was wearing. Underneath she revealed the corset, which she had danced in earlier, and the eyes of her customers shone with lust. Leaning forward she caressed her breasts feeling the creamy mounds under her fingertips..