“Ian take your hand from round my shoulder.” I did just that. She then let her hands fall to her lap and sat there watching the film as the son be...an to rim his Mother’s rectum. She squeezed my hand then let go. I wondered what that message was about. From behind a hand began to stroke her neck, very softly slowly moving forward. Simultaneously the guy on her right, about our age, was just beginning to stroke her leg near her knee. She just let it all happen with no intervention on her part.. She could expect nothing more than a very discreet and circumspect show of affection from the older woman she was sitting next to while they were under the constant gaze of the others. There was nowhere private that they could retreat to. The cave's inner chambers were claimed by the Chief and his family. Outside the cave was a carpet of snow and also, no doubt, a hungry cave lion still scowling vengefully within a short walk of the cave from which he'd been evicted.When sleep came it was very. She could barely concentrate on eating when her pussy was simply melting at her seat. She wondered: Will I get so wet it will go through my dress?As she wondered, she rocked back and forth a bit. Rich asked "Feeling a bit better about it." Hannah rolled her eyes back as she concentrated on her pussy. And then, unexpectedly, the dildo slipped half way out, trapped in her panties but leaving her pussy wanting. She appeared panicked, and Rich immediately guessed what was wrong. "Put it back in,. Look at their posture, grace and how they can be so easily manipulated to adorn one outfit to the next without resistance." Michelle quickly realized that he was referring to the mannequins, and with a quick tug of her sleeve, motioned for her to follow him to the front window display where they stood. "The mannequins," said Michelle. "That's what you're referring to..?" "Yes," he said. "I want a mannequin, to have someone who would let me dress them, change them, control what they wear, how.