“All clothes off” he shouted at us.That prompted cries of “No” from the females.“All clothes off now!” he yelled again waving his gun abou..., pointed now in our direction.“I think he’s serious” I commented to the group “We better do what he says”.He again grabbed the young redhead, drawing her to her feet, and prompted her to undress. Slowly she undressed, discarding her dress to the floor. She paused in her bra and panties, but he shouted again at her, scaring her and the others. She unclipped. She now took my hand and kept it on her pussy over her dress, my god over her dress her pussy was very hot. Then she held my hands again and placed them on her boobs and pressing them.Now I started to fold them and they cannotbe fitted in my hands. They were very big. She removed my pant button and took my dick outside and giving blow job. I was in heaven.I was pressing her boobs over the dress and I asked her to take here boobs out of here dress. The thing I have not noticed is,here dress had. I rose up enough for her to slip it off and since I wasn't wearing any hose, she took hold of my panties and off they came as well. Debbie moved down a bit and started sucking on my tits as Joan spread my legs apart and reached in and started caressing my cunt. Edna now joined the group and getting on her knees on my other side, leaned in and we kissed. I couldn't have been in more of a state of ecstasy as Joan fingered my cunt, Debbie sucked at my tits and Edna kissed me passionately, but I. ’ ‘And Mr. Fogg is getting on well?’ asked Fix, in the most natural tone in the world. ‘Quite well, and I too. I eat like a famished ogre, it’s the sea air.’ ‘But I never see your master on deck.’ ‘Never, he hasn’t the least curiosity.’ ‘Do you know, Mr. Passepartout, that this pretended tour in eighty days may conceal some secret errand—perhaps a diplomatic mission?’ ‘Faith, Monsieur Fix, I assure you I know nothing about it, nor would I give half a crown to find out.’ After this.