That's when things began to change.Soon I was surrounded by five young black men who were touching meeverywhere. I was pretty high and still wearing t...e same denim mini withthe white t and no bra. I felt someone's hot breath on my neck andsomeone else was feeling my boobs and twisting my nipples and another hadrun his hand up my thigh and was rubbing my pussy through my panties.One of them picked me up and put me on the floor. I pulled my skirt downand kicked it off and one of them helped me. The lad got up and took his dick out and started to play with it and she grabbed his and wanked it as i was getting sucked off.we did this for about 10 minutes when he told her to get up and he pulled her leggings down and got behind her and started to fuck her while she sucked my cock..i was very hard and I wanted to fuck her too..she was moaning a little and I thought I could make her scream with my cock..so after about 5 minutes I said "can I fuck your lass..?" He said "erm ok " and with. Dale came back into the room, glanced at the spa and then at me and watching me intently, started to remove his clothes. I felt insecure, just standing there, naked. His clothes were dropped on the floor around him. A scattered mess. I could feel one or two drops of his semen drying into a congealed conglomeration on my chin and neck. Why couldn’t I move? Naked now, Dale smiles and approached me. He puts his arms around me and pulls his face to mine and we kiss passionately. Why do I comply so. My string of naked fish got a big laugh as I led them out the door and into the street. I looked around and found just the thing I was looking for. There was a sign hanging out over the street, so I had my swamper friend climb up on the sign's support and tie the end of the rope to the sign just short of pulling it too snug on the balls of the first man in line. This left them tethered to the sign with the knot too high to reach from the ground. The first man in line couldn't move much or his.