That was it. It had to be. Stalling while I thought, I felt the collar, stiff and heavy in my fingers. The leather smelled rich, and the silver studs...and buckle were cool. There was a ring attached to the buckle, so you could attach a leash to your dog. There was the possibility that Uncle Mitch wanted something more, something sinister. It was a visceral intuition, one that was more a feeling between my legs than a conscious thought. My brain felt deadened and confused at what was happening. She increased the vigor of her sucking and licking, her eyes watching her mother's face gasp with pleasure. Liz's body was writhing in sensual heat, as she abandoned herself to her need for release. "Go ahead, baby. Suck my twat dry, make me cum, hurry, hurry."Didi savored the smell that was familiar, and the new taste of her mother's pussycream. Her own cunt was creaming now, and she licked harder as her excitement grew. She kept looking up at the blonde head shaking wildly, seeing the titties. When I woke up, for several seconds I wondered where I was.Then I recollected and wondered if it was an erotic dream. Outside the window,it was already dark. I groped beside me, found that both ladies had left.I got up, realized that I was stark naked and my bag was in guest bed room.I came into the hall yawning and my drowsiness vanished as if I was splashed with a bucket of cold water.The hall was full of females.Small girls,teenagers,young women, aunties and old ladies of all varieties were. The man was pale, shivering, and sweating all at once.Eric wasted no time. He took off his shirt, tore it apart, and started to wrap it around Marter’s waist. The crewman groaned, even screamed a little, but Eric pushed through it. He knew it was a waste of time, but he wasn’t about to let the man bleed to death.Took everything he had to not vomit. He wanted to curl into a ball and pretend none of this was happening. Maybe it was all some horrible nightmare and he’d wake up any moment.Something.