It was a large winning bid, but they could afford it, it was for a good cause, and it was tax deductible of course. Hilda and the gang of three saunte...ed by as I retreated to the relative privacy of backstage to re-don my clothing. Just after I got dressed, Hilda grabbed me by the lapels:Hilda: "Well, Jimmy, we waited until you were eighteen. Now, you are OUR bitch!"Somehow I had to weather from Friday 6pm to Sunday 6pm. It was going to be in two weeks, as Hilda had taken the first weekend for. She asked me if I was a very good kisser to which I just gave a nervous giggle. She the said,'let's see shall we' and gently pulled my face towards her and with her mouth full open gave me a mind blowing kiss. Jeez! .. incredible. She pulled back briefly then started a full on kissing session with me, massaging my thigh and gently squeezing the cock beneath my trousers. I put my arms over to her and she responded by taking my right hand and placing it on her breasts. I was beside myself, it. The jeans were another thing, molded to her juicy ass and very tight around her belly, where I thought I spied a bulging pussy-mound with a definite crease. That reddish-blond hair against her very pale white skin revved my engine, and her voice was throaty and sexy. (What was her pussy-fur like?) We stood in her living room and talked about politics for a while but I was distracted by her strange way of moving her hips from side to side, almost as if she was feeling something stirring in her. When she finally broke the kiss to take a breath she gasped "I'm home daddy."She then unplastered herself from me giving me my first view of our visitor. Sy was a sensational beauty - the same height and body shape as Julie ... and an equally large rack of tits (braless too judging by the erect nipples beneath her thin shirt). She had the most amazing skin colour - a light brown courtesy of her Eurasian heritage. Her hair was jet black, shoulder length and straight.She walked closer to me. I.