It was a two stall bathroom, and she walked in and turned around to look at them, and tossed her cigarette to the floor and crushed it. As luck would ...ave it no one was in there at the moment, and she smiled sweetly at them as she opened the door to a stall, the one closest to the wall, and stepped in...sitting down on the funky toilet stool.They were grinning from ear to ear, and though feeling a bit awkward...they also crammed themselves into the stall, and managed to get the door shut. Now. I was immediately concerned. “Are you OK?” I said, and this time I reached over to touch him.As I touched him, I pictured in my mind a fuel gauge, and his seemed to be in the red line near empty. “Um, I’m OK,” he said, “A little weak, a little fuzzy ... I just suddenly started feeling dizzy, a little flat, like someone ... someone let the air out of ... my tires ... give me a minute to ... catch my breath.”I closed my eyes again, concentrated on the gauge, and pictured it filling up again. The. Jerry told me to shut upand after pulling his cock out he shoved it in my mouth to keep me quiet.While he was forcing to give him head the dog walked over to watch I feltPenny start smearing grease on my asshole and trying to work her hand inme. Just as Jerry's cock started to swell I felt Penny's four fingersslip in me and then as Jerry started to cum I felt her whole hand squeezeinside me. While Penny slowly fisted me Jerry left then quickly returnedwith a pair of dog leashes and something. Not long after dawn, Mira was on her way again. She had watched from the shadows as the village feasted on a small gazelle, roasted in the square. She had seen the men demand that several of the women dance for them. She had listened to the rhythms of drums beaten by one group of women as four very skinny young women, their faces veiled for "modesty", danced half-naked for the men. One of them, at least, was taken off to a tent for the pleasure of her — master, lover or husband.This morning,.