Soon a crowd had gathered, hands exploring her body, breasts, arse, cunt. One guy was massaging her clit, soon his other hand slipped into her well-us...d cunt. Her nipple rings were pulled, tugged maneuvering them into unnatural positions. Stretching them well away from her chest. Soon a finger was entering her arse. Slut was beginning to moan softly “Do not cum slut until Mistress gives permission” The crowd gathered around slut was growing, I couldn’t even see the bar although there was no. Bryant also matched the unhurried pace of Geraint, and it became clear that these two guys were going to take their time. With my head and arse occupied, my body got gently stroked by both of them. I was in redneck heaven as my straight fantasies kept evolvingAs we ambled on lustfully, the automatic lights suddenly went out. Unperturbed, we drifted on groaning and moaning sensually.From under the stall door we then suddenly observed a source of light. We all froze for a moment, before we heard. Lightly black hair. Seemingly no grey hair. You would never guess he was actually 50. If he took off his shirt I would notice he had some pecs still left over from his days he liked to build up his muscles and body.One day he told me that he was taking a shower and asked if I was getting one. I smiled at him thinking it was a come-on."Really?" Yeah. I'm gonna get one. You gonna have one later?" Oh you tease. I thought we would shower together!" Yeah right."He walked out.I deliberately waited. The inside area was covered in a thick fur from an animal that he wasn't familiar with, and then the outside was covered with another whole layer of soft and supple elk hide. The moccasins also rose up on his leg almost as high as his knee. The material for his leggings was the thickest that he had ever worn, and the top was really composed of three separate layers of soft hides. His arms and shoulders felt somewhat constricted, but the woman who fashioned it had told him that it would soon.