Yes I fucked each one in the whirlpool. By the time the last one was done there was man cream floating all over the tub and sticking not only to me bu... each of the guys. Back to the showers as they drained the whirlpool. Again I allowed each guy a chance to wash me but this time it was more of a group activity as hands were everywhere all washing me at once. I was squeaky clean when we were done. I slipped back into my cheerleader costume before working my way back out into the now closing. " She added, "I just want to know what you were thinking about that got you so excited." As I tried to make something up, not knowing if I should tell her the truth that I was fantasizing about her, she didn't give me time to answer (though I was trying to stumble through the words) before she came over to the super-sized tub and sat down on the edge, dipping her fingers into the hot water, still wearing the towel. I stopped trying to make out whatever it was I was trying to say. Our eyes were. It wasn’t even clean mud, but had manure from a variety of animals mixed in with it. The air was ripe with the odor of shit, spoiled food, and human activities.In the middle of the town, a two wheeled cart pulled by an ox had sunk to its axle. Even the ox had sunk into the mud. It was struggling to pull the cart free while the drover was whipping it. The cart wasn’t the only one stuck in the mud. There were two others that were in just as bad of a situation, but the drovers had unhitched the. “Only if it takes you that long to cum again.”“Maybe we’ll have to see how long it takes you to make me cum again at home,” she hinted.“Now my face is turning red instead of yours.”Sandra let his cock shrink and reluctantly put it back in his jeans. She refastened several buttons on her top, excused herself, and went to the washroom.While Brad waited for her return, he contemplated texting Abby as to what he and Sandra had done. Then told her about the fun they were having and she’d be a good.