“I don’t know about this.” She seemed to question herself.“I promise not to try to have sex with you. We can just watch each other get washed,...ok? Come on Amy, we’re already here,” I pleaded with her.“Well, I guess we can but no touching, ok!” she commanded.“Ok sis, you got it.”We started to lather up our bodies, her hands cupped and caressed her soap covered breasts. It was an extremely sexy sight which caused my cock to stand straight out. We watched each other slid our soap covered hands all. Hence, no cops. Everything was allowable, even public sex. Since it’s a very harsh environment, people leave their c***dren at home. It sounded freaking great. I paid my registration online and arrived late on the first day (hauling enough water for yourself for six days is a chore). I got my four person tent set up, complete with studio, and got out to wander about midnight. This was no earthy-crunchy festival, there were neon lights of all kinds for artists and performers to promote. She was really enjoying and we went on fucking each other. After few mins I felt that I am going to cum. I pulled my cock from her ass and in one go inserted in her pussy which was already dripping with her juices. I bent a little and started pumping her and grabbed her both boobs and started squeezing them. She was moving her ass in rhythm and we were fucking. Then I said I am Cumming, she said come darling I am also at the verge and after 5 – 7 shots we both came. It was the best part. We. Even if they were not reliable, which they are, they are all bound by an old fashioned contract. They wouldn’t dare disobey me and harm you.’ ‘Old fashioned?’ inquired Majgen. ‘What do you mean with old fashioned?’ asked Aejoa. ‘You said old fashioned contract,’ explained Majgen. ‘No, I said old fashioned contract,’ the translator translated. ‘I think the translator has issues, Aejoa. It just said old fashioned contract again.’ Aejoa looked at the device and spoke a single yijejo word ‘Old.