His face looked red, like he had been slapped around. The six bandits were all sitting at one table. It looked like they were finished with their meal...and were drinking the wine. The leader was a big guy and the rest look to be about average. The leader had the serving gal on his lap and he was pawing at her breast. I pulled a chair up to their table.“What do want?” The big guy roared.“Fellows we a peaceful town, can you let the girl go and if your done here mount your horses and leave.”“Now. Impulses fire from there, lighting the rest of my body. The hair on my neck stands on end as my circles increase in intensity and my clit peeks further from its hiding place, eager to be fingered directly. It appears I'm not the only one touching myself. Francesca is now openly rubbing her crotch for her guest. Her head tips back against the glass, legs akimbo as her arm jiggles with the strokes to her centre. In my head, he's telling me -- her -- what to do. "Finger yourself, Francesca. Your. Naomi looked down between her own legs. She picked up the hem of her dress and looked closely at it.Eric noticed her legs as she examined the sturdy cloth that covered her thighs. He suddenly realized that his little pee pee was starting to twitch as he looked at her legs. She did have cute little legs, and then he realized something else."Hey, it's not something you do with your clothes. My mom didn't have her clothes on."Naomi released the hem of her dress and it fell back over her exposed. A slapping sound made me jolt and I realized it came from Mommy. She was smacking her own ass cheek and saying something to the two dogs that were circling her. “Mount!” she called to them, “Mount!”“Take some more sweetie, I want to give you four now,” Beth said. My hands heavy it took me two tries to pick up the inhaler next to me. I puffed it twice and held it just like Daddy taught me. “Okay now let it out,” Beth said to me, adding a fourth finger into my already stretched pussy on my.