"And just to prove your honesty, we'll start right here," said Henry,unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. Numbly, I complied as Henrypulled m... face to his penis, and felt Mike pull my panties to my knees,and raise my skirt onto my back, just as headlights lit up the scene andanother car horn blared. As I took Henry deep into my mouth, someoneshouted, "Suck it whore, you fucking slut! Mike worked two or threefingers into my asshole, while Henry's cock swelled, filling my throatand. ”“I’m sorry.”The woman who had been patching me together let out a sigh of frustration and turned to face me.“Stop being sorry for yourself, you fool, and celebrate. You fought them and won. You saved us, our customers and for sure those two young women up there.”Suddenly something inside me was boiling over. I snorted and spoke to her with a soft voice.“Easy for you to say. It isn’t you who will see those faces in your dreams in the future. For sure, you can also have somebody to comfort you. "Put these on!" she instructed.He squirmed into the panty hose and stood while studying the bra in hishands. He hated to admit it, but the garment was elegant. It was whitewith a delicate floral pattern and lace trim that reached over the strapsas well as around the banding towards the clasps. He struggled getting iton. The three hooks and eyes were a challenge but, eventually, he managedto fasten it. Only to find the bra was so thin and tight fitting hisnipples made noticeable convex. Even if they had not been so forthright in telling me of their sexual interest, I would have been turned on as I looked at these girls, both wearing short shorts and tank tops, and showing their sweet, developing bodies to good advantage.After we finished our lemonade, we retired to the bedroom and I instructed the girls to undress each other, and then to take my clothes off as well. When Susan saw my adult pussy she couldn't resist running her fingers through my pubic hair, and I couldn't help.