She laughed and said, "Don't be silly. You're a guy! It just happens." There was a brief silence and then she asked, "Would it be more comfortable if ...t wasn't pinned between us?" I thought about that for a second and had no idea what she had in mind so I said, "Maybe." She moved up in the bag slightly and, as best as she could, spread her thighs open and arched her back. That pushed her ass back against me and, at the same time, made it slide up toward the head of my trapped hard on. Before I. She instantly broke into a cold sweat and trembled as she felt herself step towards him. He abruptly motioned for her to close the door and grabbed her wrist, like before but firmer. Jen shut the door with her outstretched hand and walked towards him. She made sure she could see his house through the dirty little window. Dicky pulled her towards him and put his arms around her waist pulling her into his pelvis. Jen instantly felt his hard cock pressing against her. He still had that big smile. “Feel good?” Becky asked as she tickled her aunt’s clit.“God – yes!”“Yeah, ride me,” Dan groaned. When his aunt looked at him with her eyebrows raised, he remembered the turn-on she’d mentioned so many times. “Ride me, Aunt Christine.”“Uh huh,” Christine said with a satisfied grin, rose up over him, and then sank down again.Dan watched his cock vanishing into his aunt and her breasts bouncing from her efforts, her pussy sliding over him with delightful friction. He only had a minute or so. A few of the slaves stood beside their divan, but the rest reclined on the curved surface and spread their legs exposing their sex to everyone.Three women in rather elaborate costumes also came into the center area. They did not disrobe, but instead lay across the divans and bunched their ample dresses up around their waists. They had nothing on beneath the dresses, but unlike the slaves, two of them had thick bushes of pubic hair between their legs.One of the women said rather loudly to the.