It gave me the first opportunity to look at the guy who would be the first man, other than my husband, to stick his cock in me, hard and deep I hoped....He was older than us, must have been approaching sixty, I should think, short and stocky but, I was relieved to see, with not too much of a beer belly. It wouldn’t have mattered, it just made life easier in the cramped space of the back seat.I wanted to give him a nice welcome. I had wondered whether to be on my hands and knees on the seat, bum. ”“Serve?” she asked quietly. The fear came rushing back. A fraternity? What was she expected to do?“Yes, serve,” Wesley said. “You are to do exactly as Mark says until he says you are done for the night. Understand?”“What will I be doing?” Amaya asked.“Serving,” Wesley said. “The fraternity is another project of mine. I teach the members things, and in return, they do favors for me. You are my favor tonight. I will check in after they let you go, and if one man there has a complaint, I will. He soon got his tempo back and had me back on the wave of pleasure again. This caught the travellers attention and he made his way over for a look. He got closer and closer till he caught my eye I raised a finger and beckoned him in close enough to get a good look. I figured why not. I mean I’d all ready fucked and sucked at least 9 strangers what’s another one or even another 10 now. He came in close and watched as older worked in and out of me and pinched my nipples he motioned if he could. Usually, once the door is closed they obviously cannot see what is going on - on the outside.Other people then place their Hands, Tongues, & Dicks if they get the chance of course through the holes and GROPE (or other) various parts of the anatomy of the person inside the box.The idea of the Gropebox is of course that the person inside had no idea usually who is doing what on the outside and the people on the outside usually don't know who is on the inside (although that is Not always the.