The float comes tolife and all the moving parts come to life. Fireworks go off as the floatdrives through the crowd.The floats are a riot of color an... sound, gold and silver and multicolored. Confetti and streamers waft in the wind, and sometimes silveryparticles of tinsel drift down like magic snow on the onlookers, or smokeswirls in the air from effects laden vehicles. The onlookers laugh andcheer their favorites, and you are pleased to hear wolf whistles andwhoops of delight as your float. Aren’t you a slut?”She spoke up quickly then; she knew he would slap her.“Yes, sir, Mr. Savage,” she said meekly, “I am a slut.”“Yahoo!” someone shouted and the others were laughing at her admission. Roger had now cut the fabric of the tee shirt up to just under her breasts.“Are you wearing a bra?”“Yes, sir, I am,” she said quickly; then she added: “Sorry!”“I guess you’d better be!” Roger said.Then he stuffed his hand up her tee shirt and did some snipping with the knife at her shoulders and. But apparently, it became one of those 'don't think about elephants' things because, despite the fact that I insisted they all go do stuff all day, I kept being accosted by horny boys.Ok, so maybe I was the one doing some of the accosting.At any rate, by the time the group returned late in the afternoon, the rest of my sex fiends were naked and waiting impatiently by the pool."Ho-ly!" Jhon stopped cold and took a long steamy look at the group. Seven young, naked, hot and horny guys all waiting. Not when it came to masturbating. I guess we're a little further down that road now. Either way I wanted to hear his offer, “Yeah?”“I really liked what you did earlier. If you suck my cock again, I'll do all the work to jerk my cock in your ass until we cum.” It shocked me at first, in an exposure of 'my inner desires' kind of way. Randy's hand urged my head down. My mind went blank and I felt weak. I couldn't resist. I bent over following his direction all while my mind was going over his.