About 30 seconds, but she asked me to keep going.After she’d cum we found another little wrap skirt and bikini top each and went to the main arena. ...t wasn’t long before we got chatting to a group of guys and we traded our tops for some beer.Surrounded by thousands of people we enjoyed the music and atmosphere. At one point I wanted see more of what was on stage so one of the guys volunteered to let me get on his shoulders. When he squat down to let me get on he told me to stand in front of. The girl in front of me, now breathing heavily, was being fucked as much by the bus as by me, and as we got to the worst stretch of road, the bus lurching and rocking from one pothole to the next, my diesel-vibrated cock drove deeper and deeper into her hot juicy cush with each great bounce. As we fucked, I could look down into the face of her pretty, blond friend to my right, her eyes half closed behind dark glasses, and as her lips slightly parted, I felt her hand reach behind me to caress my. Another brown man with Asian features pounded her from behind with his slightly smaller cock. Her large breasts swayed back and forth in time with the stroking she was getting. She watched as her husband Jim was being ridden like a horse by a young thin black woman with amazing breasts that bounced joyously as she rode the newly acquainted stud. Jim and Susan had only twenty-four hours remaining. The deadline their new and powerful master imposed on them. Worst of all they were no closer to. His life-style and perversions were certainly well accepted in LA, and certainly no worse than what was going on in this house and neighborhood. He had left my mother's bed when I was 14 and moved into what we called the caba-a. It was their office at the time. Now it was a three-room suit with large bedroom, a full kitchen, a gigantic bathroom and a sitting room. A perfect place for a teenager who craved a little privacy.I entered the main house through the open French doors. The house was.