Once immersed in the flowing waters of the hot tub jacuzzi I was quickly joined by two of the hen party, who were clearly older and more mature than t...e others. It did not take long before they had untied the drawstring to my trunks and pulled them straight off my legs. By now I was getting quite an erection, and my big toe was jammed in one ladies crutch. She riggled a bit, and then her bikini bottom was untied, and came off, my toe then penetrating her clitoris. The other ladies then took off. "Ann moved to an empty seat and called someone on her cell phone. She spoke briefly and then she called me over to sit beside her. The problem with that silly slip was that no matter how carefully I sat, just about anyone that's not directly in back of me can see up my skirt. I was soon made aware that bikers are not the most discreet or the most tactful people in the world. I started hearing loud comments about my pussy and my tits. One large, hairy, very ugly man even came over and stood in. Even though you are bound it is your own mind that binds you now. It is the freedom to choose NOT to choose. I can feel your skin warming, see the flush returning once again to your cheeks, spreading down your neck as you begin to rock your hips back against my probing fingers. Feeling my fingers sliding over and between your swollen pussy lips. So wet, so slippery, so hot. Your breathing deepening as you savor my fingers on your wet sex and my other hand caressing your firm breast again.. ‘I don’t know mom. There is just something different about him. I’m afraid that if I don’t get to date him, some slut will come zooming in and he’ll be gone forever!’ ‘If he is worth anything, he can stand a slut assault. You guys are so young! Later on, if you still like him, you can date him, okay?’ ‘Okay mom, but can I still be friends with him?’ ‘Of course honey. Just don’t do anything stupid.’ It took a year for Monique to bring him home. ‘Mama, this is Gerald Pearson. He’s the one I told.