I remove my fingers and take just a minute to rub her clit. Jo licks my fingers says “I need to get out of here. I need to replace fingers with a ha...d cock. Is that OK with you, Ronnie?”You BET it’s OK with me. We quickly leave the booth, pay our bill and head back into the mall. I walk with Jo and Dave toward their RV. But as we exit Sears to the parking lot, who do we see? Yup, the Three Musketeers! They seem startled and began to turn to rush away from us. But Jo calls to them. “Don’t you. Sitting down on the funky toilet stool.They were grinning from ear to ear, and though feeling a bit awkward...they also crammed themselves into the stall, and managed to get the door shut. Now they could enjoy relative privacy for the moment...to take care of their carnal needs...a rare sexual treat for two men who were greatly in need of relief.Sandra shifted around a bit as they moved close to her face, standing with their crouch inches from her mouth. She looked up at them licking her lips. " "I?m glad i brought the bucket," he said.We got in the car and i entered on the backseat, where the mentionedbucket already waited for me. That would become i bumpy ride, i knew.And so it was. When we arrived an Jenna?s appartement 25 minutes later,we had stopped no less than 4 times and i had lost about 60 lb of mass.i probably looked like a drug addict with a serious eating-disorder,because when i got out of the car and had to be supportet be Mike, hetold me that i looked even worse than. Understand." "Yes ny Master." She gasped out, she knew that much, he always made her say that online. He released her hair and she quickly looked down while she washed herself. She found that even though she wasn't looking at him and couldn't see him, she knew where his gaze fell on her body. She shivered lightly. "Do you need to use the bathroom?" He asked, his voice deceptivly soft. "Yes my Master." She said gratefully,"Go right ahead, there's the toilet." He told herAs the words registered.