Jenny was laying naked on her back blindfolded by a scarf , her hands tied by another scarf above her head. On top of her was Vicky, also naked, touch...ng her body, her hands roaming everywhere, her mouth working on Jenny's tits, licking them all over, sucking the nipples until they were as erect as thimbles and bursting from Jenny's body. Both womens legs were spread wide, Vicky spreading Jenny's legs with her own, Jenny's mouth was open in a silent gasp of pleasure.Alan's cock immediately. Above the front doors extended the club's marquee, the sign, apparently hand painted, read "Persian Gulf Surf Club", flanking the doors were two more signs — "Land Mines — Step Lightly or Don't Step At All" and "Bring Your Own Board, We're Tired of Losing our Rentals to Enemy Fire".Once inside, the décor was a bizarre mix of California surf culture, Middle Eastern war zone, and Arabian Nights fantasy, complete with artfully painted camel mannequins, a group of tables under silk tents, a bar in. Her stare was forward as she watched my reflection in the mirror on the wall behind the bar. The barista inquired as to my drink selection. My gaze shifted to the right as I ordered a Stella. It was then that I inhaled deeply. My nostrils detected a familiar pungent fragrance. Instinctively my head tracked to the source of the intoxicating scent which was to the left towards Sheri. She knew my attention was garnered. There was a smirk of confidence or better said, control, painted on Sheri's. I hear him chuckle as he moves round to my front leaving my arse on show ‘come on boys come get what your wives won’t give you!!!’I feel the first one behind me pulling my arse open poking at my little hole with his old finger , rubbing his cock up and down my crack and then in one hard thrust ramming it right up my arse hard making me scream. ‘Shut up whore’ Ron spits as he slaps my tits, his friend pumping my arse hard groaning ‘fuck she’s a tight whore I love this tight little fuck hole’ As.