As I calmed down I saw that Debbie’s hand was busy working on her pussy.I lifted my feet onto the chairs and lifted myself up so that I was off the ...ildo, then asked Debbie if she wanted a go. “You bet!” was the reply and she was helping me untie my wrists in seconds. As Debbie lowered herself onto the dildo she let out a big gasp and it took a few seconds before she got into the rhythm of the machine and lifted her feet of the chairs. When she did I moved them out of the way and told her to. But my eyes couldn’t resist taking a peek at her cunt as it is masturbated by the cloth of the terryrobe. God! I miss that big clit, now fully popping out; her carefully shaved pubis, her labia lips apart and I could see that roughish texture of the terryrobe is now getting to her because her eyes had shut tightly closed, her hips undulating like a bellydancer would and her lips parted. Her breasts are heaving and jiggling like two pendulums with hard nipples inviting to be sucked.I was. He just told me to practice my floating, on my back with my legs open."Let them have a good look, it will do them good" he said. What else could I do except obey him. Fortunately, after about 10 minutes, they got bored, and moved on, but not before one or two had got so close that I thought that if I suddenly closed my legs, then I would give them some bruised ears. A couple of hours later, we left, and I again lay in the back. Jon didn't warn me, but we stopped for some petrol, and I. He eased back expressing his pleasure by moaning and opening his buttocks more. He had missed my rimming as much as I had missed that sweet hole.“Oh god! I want you to fuck me Ben.” He blurted out. “Fuck me hard, right here!”This quick submission to lust thrilled me. I carried on probing his anus as my hands undid my clothes. Somehow I managed to take everything off. I was naked, he just had his bum exposed. I rimmed him while rubbing his hard on with my left hand and wanking my stiffening cock.