I smileand cross my long legs, adjusting my tiny skirt to cover my wet panties. Thesissy hangs there, chained by the wrists to the post, arms above hi... head,ball-gagged and blindfolded. The slut in front of him runs her hands over hissmooth, stocking clad legs and his silk pantied crotch. Her hand moves up, overhis corset to touch his chest where the cups squeeze his flesh into a smallcleavage. Her long red fingernail gently strokes between his tiny breasts,making him shiver and his penis. She couldn't remember one way or the other, she had been so focusedon her own happiness of having passed through that transition intoadolescence."I'm going to first try on my dress," Timmy said."First put on some panties," Harriet said."I know mom," Timmy said blushing and indicating that she should leavethe room so he could change."OK dear, but I'm going to have to help you with the dress. It's got aback zip," Harriet said and she picked up the dress, unzipped the zipperand showed it to Timmy.. You two..." I can't..." You can... You can... Come on... Keep fucking..."Meanwhile, people were starting to find new partners.Linda and Joan jumped on Grace's body. And started to suck her tits, kiss her body... Of course, Grace, still recovering from her orgasm, couldn't resist them. Not with those bodies. Not with those tits... She started to suck those tits. Whichever was available, she got in her mouth."Okay, Bill, cum now!" Oh, Amy! Here, take it! Take it cousin Amy! Take my spunk in your. Cindy was no lady she was a rough hard bitch feared by many. Cindy saw that her younger sister Sara was looking unhappy she was wearing the same type of dress. Cindy got a drink and sat quietly drinking it, Sara came to her and said ” just been on the roof one of the waiters was up there and I saw his cock” Cindy asked which one and when Sara told her the Indian boy Cindy said ” stay here I will sort him out” and went to the roof where she saw the waiter in a corner, Cindy knew he was 16 called.