Silently they removed the rest of their clothing and sat looking to Heather for farther orders. For some odd reason this was turning Tonya on."69. Don...t stop until both of you cum for each of us that have to watch you perverts! Three times sluts!" Heather ordered.Candy laid on her back and slowly and unsure Tonya straddled her face. Acting like they weren't being watched by the three bitches, Candy grabbed Tonya's ass and pulled it to her face. Her lips spreading her open and her tongue. They asked Cindy for permission to remove their shoes. Finally, their shirts came off. Both young men were breathing heavily from the exertion of their preaching."May I use the bathroom?" Cindy hadn't pissed since arriving at the beach, and her bladder was ready to burst. They agreed most graciously to excuse her.When Cindy returned from the bathroom, she found that Bill and Jeff had stripped down further, and now were wearing swim trunks. The room was stifling, they said. Cindy sat between. I felt rather flattered, of course, but at the same time, I wondered if this was the new normal, and if so, what would I do if ever needed to keep a low profile for some reason? Would that even be possible, or would I always stand out in a crowd now, every eye admiring and desiring me? It was all well and good ... until one might need to be incognito and anonymous for some reason. Well, that was a problem for another day, and I didn’t have much say or control about this yet, did I, if I ever. I am trying to spit out the panties but im secretly enjoying the pounding im getting... u grab my hair and pull it hard and tell me to say 'yes master' when i ask u a question!!! Bitch i said are u enjoying it? and i push the panties out finally and bent over like i am i cry out yes master!!! ooh god i cry out and as u pull out i go to my knees. u grab my arms and hair and pull me into the living room u put m eon the couch pull me around until im upside down with my head hanging off. u.