She let out a muffled moan. These guys were going to abuse and cum fill their little pin cushion. It was punishment for watching them annihilate the l...ttle Latino girl. Myra continued sucking and licking the cock in her mouth like a good little girl for about five minutes. The man squeezed her hair tightly and almost pulled strands out just before he was ready to blow his load down her throat. The veins that surrounded his cock were hard and engorged. His testicles were rock hard and he was. It was a strangely weird sensation of a euphoric high. I will never forget it. We were hooked on exhibitionism! But she wasn't through. She kept the vibrator trained on her clit while I continued to pump into her. We stopped short a couple of time to prevent me from shooting a load just then. We both wanted it to last. We moved into a doggie position with her sideways to our audience, so they would have a perfect view of my cock plunging in and out of her waiting pussy. Her perfectly shaped. The jazz competition was the second to last day we were there, so we did have practices daily until then. It only took an hour or so of time though. The first day, the day of the parade, it was rainy. So after the parade was over, most people headed off to the strip to walk around the shops and generally get away from chaperones. Sheri and I never left each other that day. We’d find little hidden corners of shops where we’d make out. I’d lightly touch her breasts over her clothes and she’d. And who should be the lucky one to do it. Trish said. "Well you 2 had your pussy filled with his cock earlier today I think it should be me." Mickie looks at Heather. "Wow strong argument off the back. I say yes Trish should go since well you get to wake him up every morning." Heather laughs. "Alright Trish you can wake him. If Steve comes in we will chat and entertain him." Trish then notices it's time and gets up and makes her way to my and Heather room. Trish opens the door slowly and sees.