It could not have been a moment later a hand crawled up my leg from my toes making the hairs on my legs stand as the hand brushed up my leg. Without w...rning the slit in my boxers was unravelled and my cock was in her hand. It sprung to life with urgency and anticipation. My heartbeat hastened in response and I felt the wetness of her tongue flicking my bishop. It was heaven. I made an attempt, with my hands, to get involved but she just pushed them away. I withdrew my hands but still feeling. The guys who a*****ed Renee start talking about how perfect her tits were, how entertaining she was and how she would do for their party entertainment since their stripper canceled on them.After a short while she stopped struggling as her arms grew tired. Thoughts of what is going to happen to her raced through her mind and all she wanted was just to go home.Someone whispered in her ear. “If you cooperate with us we won't hurt you, and after the party you can go.”As she continued to hang there. ..And then I heard it. That sloppy, wet, muted sound coming from the next stall. It couldn't be..."Oooooh..." she cooed.I got wetter. And less nervous. Did she know I could hear her? And could she hear me? I didn't care anymore. I started up again, slowly, by tapping my clit with my index finger while my middle and ring finger were still deep inside. I could her her wetness rhythmically pulsing next to me. I tried to time my strokes with hers, beckoning a "come here" motion inside of. Linny sighed happily at the loving touch of her sister before resuming. “Well, she sure was docile. And wow! She looked so hot as a ponygirl. And I loved the way that she kept lowering her eyes. She looked so submissive.”Cinny raised her head again. “Yeah, she’s a natural. I don’t even think that any of Mom’s girls ever looked quite so submissive. Speaking of Mom, do you think she’ll let us keep her?”“After seeing her today,” Linny replied, “I’m worried that Mom will want to keep her for.