‘I’m…ah…sorry…errr…’ was all that Fay could manage, her eyes darting between the man in front of her and the fat man she’d noticed ove... his shoulder who was leering openly at her cleavage, wantonly displayed in the silly maid’s outfit. Fay opened her mouth to speak again, far too confused and a little scared by the situation, her mind simply turning over and over Nadia’s reassurance that ‘everything’s been organised.’ Did that mean that Nadia knew these guys? It was the last coherent thought. I even stocked a complete wardrobe of jeans and t-shirts so if anybody got excessively coated with cum, they didn’t have to go home that way. I only asked that they wash the loaner clothes and bring them back at their next party.Because the new laws permitted public masturbation by anyone 16 or older, our 16-year-old son wanted to participate in the parties. He was 15 when I first started hosting the parties. He knew what was going on but had to spend the night with his grandparents when we had. Charity was out it seemed, but they did offer a way for her to make some quick cash, the old fashioned way. When I looked over to them, they just sat there and smiled. My wife was so pregnant, standing up was a chore and they wanted to fuck her? I was pretty naïve back then.I thought about going over there and kicking their ass, but clearly I would have lost that fight. I probably could have taken the driver. He was an over-weight white guy I would guess to be in his 40's, which seemed ancient. That made me feel pretty safe.I asked the next big question, do they all have Vasectomy's. He said to be honest and fair, some have them and others don't I can tell which ones do here if you would like. Or as you pick the men and you decided to do bareback, it can be a russian roulette thing.He asked then if I was on the pill, I said yes. He than asked once again if I wanted Condoms or Bareback. At this point I was very scared, nervous and soaking wet. I planned on condoms do you have a big.