I gathered my wits, trying to stand up and also trying to keep that wonderfully hard object in my ass. I managed to get my bottoms situated enough to ...eep it in there and that was when I noticed there were 2 more young couples in there, just watching me. Shame, humiliation, degradation, and excitement flooded over me. Obviously someone had put the word out that there was a show at the Suds-O-Mat and I guess I was it. I waddled over to the dryers best I could, keeping that lovely flashlight. There’s just one more thing though.’ He picked up the wooden name plate on his desk, breathed on the engraved plaque and cleaned it with his sleeve. Elisa observed his movements, they seemed theatrical and somewhat unnecessary. J. P. Bassinger. The golden letters still read when he put the name plate back. She could call him John, he said, she didn’t now what the P stood for. ‘So?’ She asked. He took a deep breath but didn’t answer immediately. ‘Well as you know fame can do crazy things to. “Give me your cocks! I want your spunk!” I screeched begging for their manhood.“All in good time slut! We’ll be banging these holes for a little while longer!” Andy snarled then spanked my right buttock twice, leaving a delightful stinging feeling.“Lets swap places” Dave said “I want to fuck the slut in the ass!”Andy unplugged his cock from my ass, the cool air wafting across my gaping butthole. I climbed of Dave's cock reluctantly and saw my orgasm glossing on his hard shaft.Andy lay on the. From my current position, it was difficult to see much of anything, so I attempted to move away, while crouched.I got two steps before I accidentally broke a twig. I looked at the Tora to find it had stopped and began sniffing around. So far, the wind was on my side, but that could change in an instant. I was not sure if I should make a run for it or not. The beast made the choice for me as it turned to where I was and bellowed a deep, rumbling roar.I got up and started running for camp, hoping.