It took Brandi a bit to realize that the man had taken off his gloves, that he was using his bare hands. Now, his hand had made its way all the way up...to Brandi's right tit, fondling, stroking, rubbing, pinching, pulling, twisting, tweaking her nipple. In a strange way, Brandi was starting to enjoy it. This scared her more than anything else. She didn't know who had her, how many there were, or what their real plans were, but what if she found herself loving all of the sexual attention that. Looking back at him from the laundry room, I could see that the knees of his jeans were also covered in mud and I said “ You want me to go ahead and clean those up for you while I’m at it?” He smiled as he looked at the front of his pants and said “Yeah, I reckon so.” Emptying his pockets and removing his belt, he shucked down his jeans and handed them to me. As I took them from him, I couldn’t help but notice the bulge in the front of his underwear. I could feel myself getting turned on as I. Third guy, the one who just minutes ago soiled the scratches on my back with his seed was watching and rubbing his cock back into action. He was only semi-hard when I heard him say something to mouth guy in Spanish. They seemed to disagree at first but third guy counters in English with one convincing sentence: "Think how humiliated the stupid slut would be." They don't say more and I can't see what is going on except that third guy moves closer and stands to next to mouth guy. I can see him. "I see you have worn the same housecoat from yesterday," Dan noted. "That's because-" Mom hesitated, "you might soil it again. It's better to keep just one garment for that." "So you expect me to soil it again?" I could feel Mom blush. "So this is my cum rag, is it?" Dan teased. "Don't say that! That's dirt-" Mom started protesting, but moaned when Dan kissed her, this time squeezing her ass. After making out for a while, Dan pushed Mom off from him and pulled her sash off. Her housecoat now.