No more chance of her chickening out. She wants to fuck me now, no matter who watches. The two presences are getting really close. Not much longer an... I will be able to see them as they really look. More people gather and some of them start chanting, "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK" over and over. There are others in the background who don't look so thrilled. Two of three are on cellphones. I hope they are talking to their friends and not calling the police. There are two more standing behind everybody. Kathy, the drumming and singing may upset her. I’m giving her a light sedative with her meal and I want you to let her rest in your arms as we start.”Kathy leaned forward as Amy Norton placed a pad between her and the Oak tree. She leaned back. “That’s better. Thank you.”“You’re welcome.”Kathy glanced at Barbara who nodded. Kathy held out her arms and said: “Meg, come here and let momma hold you. Barbara and the ladies want to sing for us.”“Ok.” Meghan crawled from her blankets to Kathy and. He got the message and jumped on. It wasn't like the other so he struggled with the positioning a little but I could see his cock coming closer and closer. Finally his cock was poking through the opening a little at a time. I got my tongue on it and he quickly thrust it into my mouth. He went from tentative poking to full on hammering my mouth. Quickly he was fucking my throat and spurting a little cum. I was gagging and trying to breathe before finally getting used to it to where I could. I don't know how I managed to speak, but I told him to use the other bathroom and sat in disbelief as he padded down the corridor. My stepson had just walked in on me masturbating and bared his cock at me. This was the stuff of fantasies but I couldn't help feeling mortified. The mood was ruined, so I got out of the bath, dried off and slipped into bed, hoping Joey would have forgotten everything by morning. *** I didn't see Joey until the next evening. The day had been uneventful and I was.