Sixteen black hands were all over my body and I was swept up off the floor and onto a table in the middle of the pizza shop. All of a sudden, I was th... main course on the menu.I was spread out on the round table with my legs pulled apart and my pussy lips peeled wide open. I felt six or eight fingers up inside my pussy playing with me, squeezing and tickling my clit and driving me crazy. Black hands were everywhere, teasing my body and using me for their toy. I was loving it.My arms and legs. . and there was a scene from, I don’t even know, some perverted top shelf magazine!!Everyone was naked. Not a stitch on! There were breasts and privates on display everywhere. And there was sex going on!In the pool were Mr Whitaker – presumably that was why he hadn’t answered the door - the Asian-looking girl and Ella Green. It looked as though the Asian-looking girl had been interfering with Ella - who was floating on her back - between her legs, but she quickly stopped when I came in, and. " was all she said, calmly holdinghis penis away from his sack.... "You've let your big balls get way toofull..." she said softly and hefted his balls as if measuring their weight.He groaned with embarrassment - the drug in his drink kept him docile whilemounting his arousal. "We cannot expect your penis to behave if he's notejaculated at least once a day..." she observed, squeezing it gently justbeneath its head. He saw Aunt Vicky remove a device from her nearby table- it looked like some sort. It was barely a movement, just a slight adjustment to anyone else, but it opened up a whole new world to my gaze. I could see the silky smoothness up her upper thighs, her satin pink panties, and, unless it was my imagination, a small wet spot soaking through. I felt a lump in my throat and turned back to the sheikh's melodic droning, my heart pounding in my chest. A moment later I heard a soft cough. Turning back, I saw that her hand had moved from the top of her Quran to her legs and she was.