‘Now masturbate yourself Jess’. This was the mystery voice again ‘We want to see you cum for us. There’s a good girl’. My hands were freed a...d I reached down between my thighs. It felt different this time. I wasn’t giving one guy a private show. I was doing what I was told, touching myself for a room full of men, most of them much older than me, my breasts straining against the tight nipple clamps, my eyes blindfolded. I began to slide two fingers in and out of my throbbing pussy. I was so wet.. She slid her arm around her daughters narrow waist and pulled her in, her other hand still cupping her cunt. Michael wrapped his arm around each of them and pulled them close in a group hug, the two womens large breasts mashing against each other, and Michaels strong chest. Michael kissed Amber passionately and then broke it off to kiss his wife the same way in turn. Soon they were having a three way kiss, their tongues intertwining and exploring each others. After a few minutes Shannon broke. He thought about trying to make something like that work back home. When would they have a chance to engage in that pursuit? Where would they do it? Would it be hurried, quick? Would they be afraid of being caught?He looked over his shoulder at the camper. He could do it tonight ... take his time ... make it last. Nobody could catch them. He closed part of his mind off to the concept that, while he was taking his time with Mallory, up in the cab over bed, Randy would be taking his time with. With “Bitch” and my own sweet Jesse, I managed to instill my own sense of justice and discipline. Even with PC Anderson, I was able to force her behavior into my mold of correct submissiveness. Ms. Mahmoud was my first experience with the hard cold fact of total loss of control over a female in my sphere of influence.I knew I had to do something to rid myself of the jinx of her bad vibes and I decided to scout the dance hall for a silly young thing ready to do anything for a taste of my secret.