I pulled the towel over my eyes, as if shading the sunlight, leaving the rest of my face uncovered."Yes, unknown stranger, feed your cock in my mouth,... acting as if I was talking to someone, I did not know. "I cannot see who you are, but I need cock and cum. PLEASE!" I spoke clearly and loud enough to be heard in the changing room, as I lay there, ramming my fingers into my open mouth, sucking them making slurping noises. It was as if he was struck dumb at my words for a moment, until finally,. The position provided Charismawith easy access to both Tiffany's buttocks and genitals. It alsoallowed her contact with the shemale's dangling breasts. Charismaturned on the shower and, without a word, she, who was, like Tiffany,naked, knelt on the shower floor, beside her servant-lover. She soapedthe oversize sponge and pressed it into the deep divide of Tiffany'sass, working the mop back and forth within the shemale's cleavage. Thesoap suds were white against Tiffany's pink skin, and the. By lunch time I stopped crying and started at the wall with an ache in my stomach. By mid-afternoon there had been no change and eventually exhausted I fell asleep, having dreams which scared me but could not quite remember. At 5 ish I awoke and the sand in my brain started to drain out. At 7 I was hungry but there was still a central inner void in me which seemed to suck all hope. After a couple of false starts I got up at 8, washed my face and taking my Swiss Army knife used the scissors to. I mumbled an apology to her, to which she responded dryly “Apology accepted, this time.” Sandra got down on all fours, arching her back and raising her butt in the air, her pointy tits with their hard nipples dangling down as if she was getting ready for some porno pictures. She looked sideways at me and smiled happily, whispering “It’s OK, Michael.” while Tricia knelt behind her and pushed the dildo gently into her swollen dripping pussy. Tricia moved slowly in and out of Sandra's rear.