Sometimes I managed to fit in three of them of an evening. When one returned from my bed another would make his exit and come to me; all the time Phil...would be in their company and not know a thing that was going on. A cruel form of cuckolding I know but I am a slut remember. On a few occasions I actual went and joined them in the club when that last one had left. Spending the last half an hour of the evening having a drink with my hubby and the men who were fucking me regularly was exciting. I was pulling her head upward with my left hand and still kissing her passionately. I pushed my hips forward until my cock bumped into my other hand as I stroked her pussy. I shifted pace slightly, pausing my strokes long enough to grasp my cock and line it up with her entrance.I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit to get it coated with her juices, then lined up at her opening and thrust my hips forward, pushing my cock almost all the way into her in one smooth stroke. She cried out in. Don't you want to at least go into a stall, hide on the seat and give me a blow job?" She slid my cock all the way into her mouth and slowly allowed it to slide out. "No! I want guys to walk in and see me sucking you off! I will suck them off too! I know you like watching me, you love watching you sister sucking cocks and swallowing cum." I couldn't disagree with her; I did love watching my sister sucking other guys cocks and getting fucked. I held my cock and said to my sister, "Go on Megan.. "I didn't like the idea at first and told him, "That might attract too much attention. Some people may start wondering what the buoy is marking."Edward countered, "Well we could always pull the rope partway back up the tunnel which would lower the buoy deep enough so it wouldn't attract attention. If the rope was light enough we could even use a couple of milk jugs as markers."So that was what we planned to do. It was quite late in the afternoon by the time we got everything together. Most of.