"Wouldn't it be funny if I loved this kind of freedom?" Sandra thought with a big smile on her face.But for now, she pushed that thought way to the ba...k of her mind, because ... she noticed that thinking those thoughts had made her a little aroused again, and she sure wasn't in a place for acknowledging those feelings. What would her parents say if they noticed that she was getting excited right now.When she walked into the living room, she looked at the dinning table and saw that it was. ”“Yes!” I squealed in utter delight, my cunt clenching down hard on his invading cock. My juices ran down my thighs, my pussy churned to a froth by his ramming shaft. “Gods, I love it! I love you, Sven! Kora! Aingeal! I love you all!”Such joy surged through me. I was with my family. I hugged Kora’s thighs, pressing her pussy tight against my face. I licked so hard through her folds. I never wanted to let her go. Him go. All of them go. I wanted us to stay together always. To be so happy and. Before she got up the men had fingers in her ass and cunt. The crowd applauded loud. Her slutty show was the best in town. Soon she got up and put on a robe and gathered all the money they had thrown on stage. She then got ready for private dances. She went around the men to her personal cubicle. The men lined up to be with her. They paid for thirty minutes with this naughty whore. She got quite nasty behind the door in her private cube. It was anything they wanted to pay her for.The first man. As we walked in and paid an entrance fee, we were given a towel and a locker key. Tom and Steff lead us towards the changing rooms, at this point however you couldn’t see much of what was going on at all. To be honest the changing room was what could only be described as a communal Victorian swimming bath changing room. Not entirely sure what was expected, Steff explained that most men took off all there clothes and covered up with a towel. Whilst the ladies tended to wear some sort of sexy.