A hand touches your butt and rubs slowly and lightly. “Isn’t she lovely!”“Oh, to be young again…” Another hand touches your ass. “You do... On display? Naked?” “I appreciate that the gallery doesn’t feel that they have to have a big, blobby hanging tits if they are going to display naked woman.” “Absolutely,” said another lady as she passes her palm underneath you. “Lovely flesh.“Can you imagine just being here like this naked, exposed, letting anyone touch you?”“Mummmm, I think it would be. Neither I nor she knew what was coming up our way. She was now sitting with her back facing to me.I slowly lifted my head and saw her sitting cluelessly. I could see her broad back clad in a deep blouse. As I had expected both her straps were way too out from her blouse. I couldn’t resist, I slowly took my hands and rest them on her back. She hunched from surprise. I held her shoulders firm and slid my hands slowly down to find the straps. I slid my fingers in between the straps.I pulled it. “ mmm” she whispered.. eating me out. Twirling side to side.her kiss now hot and wet devouring my vagina. Her toungue aflame kissing and licking my vagina. Circles...in.g.me.massaging my curls softly. As she rubbed me hard. Envelope my vagina with hot wet kisses and sinfil caress. “ silence’ massage grew fierce...flame hot . Touch.between my thighs... legs apart wide...her mouth dove deeper deeper inside my vagina.suckling...suckling... deeply.licking me slow. Her hot touch flaming between my. Amy had Matt and I dress like two Fifties sluts. The kind of girls uptight parents used to believe would cause the downfall of society. It was both Matt and I’s first times with other males though not my first time dressed up. He is still fairly new to this as his wife just discovered his secret but he took well to being a little cross dressing slut. Today, it’s my turn. I get in the shower and make sure my body is completely absent of hair. Once I’m done, the first phase of the fun begins. I.