They were serious men, and silent and their skin had a reddish glow, like auras created from the fire in front of them. Children danced and sang and t...rew branches of dried pine needles onto the blaze so that it would cackle loudly and great clouds of sparks would fly into the dark sky. Shadows moved on the rocks and trees and it was confusing and beautiful and I felt my heart racing. It was a primal setting and every aspect seemed to call me to join. My ears were ringing and I licked my lips,. "Go on" he said."Well he left my hand on his...penis and said 'you can feel it getting hard, can't you ? Rub it up and down.' Then his hand started to creep up the back of my leg under my skirt. I wanted to move away, but I was mesmerised by the feel of his hardening cock, and he smelled so good. Although I wanted to stop, I couldn't. I jumped as his fingers brushed across my panties, then his fingers were inside them, touching me. 'Take my cock out.' he said. So I did. He put his hand on the. Joe had seen her eyeing his crotch before but had never made any advances because she was his brother's wife. Well, he decided, if she wants some strange dick for a change it might as well be mine. Joe got hung up in traffic following her and she arrived at home before he got there. He just hoped she hadn't changed her mind by the time he got there.Suddenly there was the sound of Joe's car in the drive, and Sandy looked quickly into the mirror that she kept in the broom closet. Her crimson. He realized what was going on, but continued as if not bothered (or sneakily enjoying). Soon the woman got off from the rickshaw. As we continued, I was feeling a bit more relaxed. I moved my bag straight up in front of my lap, so it would seem like rickshaw driver couldn’t see my body.The old guy realized that and moved his left hand behind me on the back-rest and continued with his right hand on my right nipple. I opened two buttons of my shirt and directed his hand inside my shirt. He was.