She grabbed his hardening cock and pulled his zip down so she could feel the flesh. A few others in the drunken close packed mob saw what was happeni...g. One or two men took advantage of the couples preoccupation and put their hands up the girls skirt and felt her arse and fingered her from behind. She didn’t really notice, what with feeling her lovers cock, him feeling her pussy, the music and the crush of people. Shortly afterwards they decided to leave. They went outside and headed in the. One, a growing, almost gnawing tingling started again down between her legs as she cast her thoughts momentarily from her own grief and into the homes of the advertisers. The average Mr.-and-Mrs. Joneses who were posing naked on their beds and rugs, happily cavorting before the film of the camera and anxiously waiting to swap their experiences for others... Her subconscious was at work again, building the fire of prurient desires faster than her consciousness could bank the flames. She. The breeze also lifted aside her cloak, under which Candice wore little. Her travels had not been kind to her once-beautiful and costly clothes, now all torn and ragged. She wore a singlet which covered one but not both of her proud full breasts, their nipples stiff in the early afternoon sun, and not secured at all, as clothes for women are not designed to so secure, her penis which protruded erect, the skin drawn off the shining glans, as was ever the case, and the veins along its length. “Well the first thing you need to know,” Fred smiled. He couldn’t believe that this was once his prude wife. The wife who hadn’t sucked a cock or wasn’t adventurous in a sexual way, “A lover doesn’t care about you. I love you and would never do anything to hurt you or cause you any discomfort. Your lover only cares about their own pleasure than they do about you. So when you gag and choke on their cock, they won’t slow down. They would be using your mouth for their pleasure.”Katie’s eyelids.