We have all evening to enjoy ourselves and we decide to model the various sexy things that I have brought. I start by slipping into a black lacy body...tocking that I bought for my wife a couple of years ago. She had worn it a few times but had not liked it that much so when she discarded it I rescued it and kept it. Paul's selected a pair of seamed dark tan stockings and a lovely pink suspender belt that my wife hadn't worn for a few years and pulled the stockings on over his pantyhose and. There were more than enough volunteers to make this happen. After feeling and tasting al the cocks in that group I ask one of the guys if we would join me and he said yes. The fantasy was falling into place beautifully. My pussy was dripping wet. I could not help but taste it off my fingers. Back at my RV things were getting very hot and heavy. By this time I am craving that BBC in my pussy, in my mouth and in my ass. By the size of his cock I knew I was going to be Cumming very hard on his. Susan taught Maths, not a popular subject to fill the class with interest, but some of the male students filled her head with sex.We were having a drink one night when she told me she was having sex with one of her students.'Everyone talks about Girls maturing fast', she explained, 'But watching boys have erections and fantasizing about you, well, it triggers a response, and you cant help yourself'.I sympathized with her predicament, and suggested she have sex before work, she laughed at the. My body felt sated and satisfied. When G had asked if I wanted to go back to the Pussycat Theater, I thought about it. We had gone the night before and basically made out while he fondled me. I had felt safe and of course, turned on by the men looking at me. It had surprised me how well behaved they were. Not at all what I expected. Of course, since then I have learned there is basically an etiquette or protocol if a couple comes in. What G calls pussy rules- she who has the pussy rules what.