I handed one to Faye. She wiped herself and pulled up her pants and shorts. I wrapped the used tissue in some of the empty packaging we had and put it...in a side pocket in my bag. We had another look at the map to determine where we needed to go next. Our next destination wasn’t that far away, so we collected ourselves and headed off again. As we walked we played a word association game that proved to be very entertaining and became increasingly more risqué. We arrived at our next destination. She rarely spoke and only nodded her hear to show her complete agreement with Deacon Johnson’s words.The former circus performer, Dixie Cartwright and her Alzheimer’s afflicted husband Father Francisco (a seminary trained minister with several published books of religious theology) actually owned the whole thing after the demise of their three ring circus and the disbanding of their Noah’s ark of strange animals from around the world. Dixie and Deacon Johnson were mutually interested in things. Joyce got in the doggy-style position as her daughter Holly shoved the giant rubber phallus up her cunt. Standing & watching from the side Master Jake was skullfucking his sexslave Joan .She was a great cocksucker who was almost as good as Joyce when it came to deepthroating . Grabbing some lube , Holly decided to fingerfuck her mom's ass before she shoved the dildo up her mom's ass. Joyce was loving the buttfucking she was receiving as het butthole gapped . She had a very sexy & kinky walk. " Mmmmyeah," Connie murmured dreamily. "That's what made me start having sexy thoughts about you in the first place -- this cute little bottom." She ran a hand over Becky's firm rump."Well, I thought it was strange... 'specially the way you were looking at my butt. It wasn't like, y'know, I had a rip in my panties or something -- it felt more like you were checking me out. Like a couple of weeks before then, when I wore my bikini to the beach for the first time?" Oh, yes, that day. You were.