After our drinks I asked, "Okay, who's going first this time?" to which Wendy replied that I was to be first this time as she handed our camera to Dav.... We arranged ourselves with me behind her and I wrapped my hands around her cupping a breast in each hand hiding my head behind hers, my thoughts had been right, her nipples were indeed rock hard, hard as wheel studs as they pressed into my hands. I couldn't resist and rolled the hard flesh between my thumb and forefinger, something she loves me. They laughed surrounded me and I could feel my self having an orgasm, suddenly Kevin grabbed my tits and started pinching and caressing my tits; he slowly got rougher and rougher bringing me over the edge. They all pulled out of me leaving me panting and having an orgasm on the floor and began to cum themselves all over my body, in my hair, my face, my back, dripping from my arse, my back and Vagina and down my back and on my breast. I cried in embarrassment and shame and looked in horror as. The grip he had on my cheek allowed him to open me to his gaze. His hard thumb was pressed firmly against my wrinkled aperture. He pressed harder adding pressure but he did not insert a finger. His big hand gripped the other cheek, the one closest to his own body. This time it was his thumbs kneading the fatty flesh and his tantalizing fingers teasing me. His hand gripped both cheeks spreading me wide and then closing them up tight teasing me over and over again.I barely heard his words when he. This isn’t to say that sexuality is publicly flaunted, as such displays are considered gauche and amoral in the future. In the privacy of the home, of course, anything goes and usually does; sexual depravity being the norm behind closed doors. But in public, what is considered proper social behavior has come full circle to what was acceptable maybe in the 1950’s. A little bit of cleavage on display is okay but tits about ready to pop out of a top is too risqu?. A skirt at mid thigh length.