The table cleared and sorted, outside a grey and overcast sky and a cool wind meant the veranda was out, so they went and sat in the lounge, the two m...n on the sofa, drinks in hand, Barney remarking on the thin dress she was wearing and the lack of visible markings, just as they had planned, and John saying how Trevor had done such a good job, and the length of time it had taken to complete just the outlines, which had surprised them all, especially the last and largest, the one she now. Lola reached across the couch to the other cushion and checked her phone for the billionth time – nothing. Frustrated, her little fist pummeled the soft fabric of the seat. She scrolled through her phone contacts to “daddy” and was about to press send when a better idea came to her. She learned very quickly, and her father had taught her that people need incentive to do things. Dropping the phone, she bounced up the stairs behind the couch toward her bedroom. With each step, she could feel her. She was stroking one of the other cowboys and I could hear the slapping of flesh on flesh from the one behind her. She stayed bent over, tits swaying all over the place as #2 came in her, pumping and pumping. When he finished she stood upright and looked great. Out in public, naked with 4 boys old enough to know what to do and cum in her hair, on her face and leaking out of her pussy.She wiped off her face and took a drink of beer and laughed and talked to them. The boys were playing with her. When it hit I couldn’t believe it, it was like a mirage. I held my breath as my pussy convulsed. My hips rose like ropes were pulling them. He nibbled my clit and buried his tongue in my pussy. I came again. ‘Careful,’ he told me, ‘you’ll do me an injury.’ He pressed his face in and I shuddered again. It was amazing. I giggled. ‘I came. A lot. Thank you.’ ‘No problem.’ He removed the clamps (a relief.) He lay next to me, but didn’t hold me. He gave me a minute to recover. ‘I need to punish.