My throat is filled with moans and screams. “Oh my God Jo, Jo, Jo, yes, Jo please!” I plead. As I come for her, this doesn't stop her it makes ...er ache for more and she begins to move with more purpose. No longer teasing but fucking me with strength and determination. I hold onto her bicep as it flexes as her arm works my pussy and I feel the strength and the energy giving me so much pleasure. It makes me open wider and then it happens, it the midst of each stroke I feel it. It begins to. The driver rubbed my thighs and then his hands reached my stomach and tried to cup my right breast from below. I pulled his hand down without saying anything. I was not even looking at them as if they don’t exist. The servant grabbed my left breast directly and squeezed my boob. When I tried to push his hand, the driver grabbed my right breast and pushed his finger on the nipple and gently brushed the nipple’s upper part with his finger. I tried to remove their hands but this time, they held my. Without moving, DJ asked if I was sure it was him, and was he definitely on his own? I confirmed both, then teased her by asking… “Well…should we give him something to watch?” As normal she called me a dirty bastard…but at the same time she moved her position slightly and immediately started to unbuttoned the waistband of my jeans. Taking the hint…and still with one eye on our smoking watcher, I raised up a little, undid my jeans and slid them and my boxers down past my knees. I was already. By the time we started trying to bend the periscopes, we must’ve made enough noise that both subs slowly started to raise up off the bottom.As we watched bubbles rapidly rising from around the edges of the periscopes, we figured we did as much damage as we should do and all popped back to the boat.When we got back to our meeting area in the saloon, only FBI Deputy Director Hodgkins was still there. When we asked where everyone was he started chuckling, “It seems that your ladies convinced my.