Mike and Paul arrived at Mike’s house with Jessica right behind them. He pulled the van into garage and closed the door. The entire pack was there a...d Jean had told them all she knew. They opened the rear door and carried Anne inside and down the stairs to the spare bedroom. Mike checked her wound, cleaned it and replaced the bandage. They all went to the living area and he explained everything that had happened in detail along with Jessica. Ray and Jake leered at Jessica as the story unfolded. “If the bidding gets over a hundred,” she said, “you can take it off, and kiss it too.”That took it to a hundred and forty. Diane stayed standing on the table, spreading her legs as far as the table would allow. The guy who ended up with the key was nervous as he approached the lock, fingers trembling, trying to insert the key as the audience cheered him on.It took him a few seconds to get the lock undone, and then he worked the mechanism loose. Diane caught the belt before he dropped it and. "Mmhmm I do!" I nod with a mutter. He twists a little harder and I cry out, my head falling back. He stops and moves to the button on my jeans, undoes it and slides them down over my hips and then off my ankles. Thankfully my sandals had slid off already. He tosses the jeans on the clothes pile and stares at me from his spot on the seat. I can't help but squirm under his scrutiny. He smiles warmly and runs his hands from my ankles up my legs, taking the time to grasp my inner thighs. He works. Cindy’s skirt was raised and one foot was resting on the short bench making her cunt totally accessible. She could clearly see Stacy’s fingers working her soaking wet gash.“Tell me!” Stacy stopped moving her fingers, realizing the sexual power and control she held over her friend right now.“Yes! Yes, I’m horny!” Cindy hissed, humping her crotch into Stacy’s palm.“You are a horny what...?” Stacy teased.“I’m a horny slut! A horny fucking slut!” Cindy whispered thru her clenched teeth.Stacy began.