‘Twenty?’ The girls looked around sheepishly. ‘OK, ten bucks. Remember, this is for charity.’ Nada. ‘Seriously you guys? Fine, five dollars....That’s not even a cheap lunch. Surely she’s worth that.’ Nobody, not even for a dollar, nor for a quarter. This was starting out horribly. ‘Please,’ Crystal addressed the crowd. ‘Please, I promise I’m worth it. I’ll be so good, I swear, you’ll never regret it. Please buy me, someone? Anyone?’ Master Dylan finally sighed. ‘Well, lucky for you, I’m partial. This was the moment they had been waiting for. Sarah pulled her g-string down a bit, then pulled it back up again. There was a moan of disappointment from most of the men and Sarah laughed at that. She pulled her g-string down a bit further, then pulled it up again. She was making them wait to see her pussy. Then, she turned her back to them, looked round to see them, moved her legs apart, bent right forward and pulled her g-string right down to her ankles. Everyone cheered so loudly at the. There were also masturbation competitions going on everywhere with prizes being awarded for the highest spurt, or the longest spurt, or the quickest spurt, or the biggest volume of semen in a spurt. There were even open sexual intercourse competitions and displays with more prizes being awarded for the best sex show or the best orgasm performance or the most loving embrace or anything that anyone could think of to add an added dimension of fun to the whole event.Of course there were all the. He pushed the cloth in her mouth. Stuffed in every scrap, packing her face full of silk. The tang of sweat and come filled her tongue. Her fingers flew to her mouth. Before she could reach it, he flipped her onto her stomach, face down. Her nails scraped against the table as she scrambled for balance. Grabbing her wrists, he yanked her arms back and pinned them to the slope of her lower back. He pushed her hair over one shoulder and leaned over her, his cock pressing into the crack of her.