Soon she was clamping me in her thighs, bucking and jumping, squeezing and releasing as she gave an almost inhuman shriek of climax, arched up, then f...opped back down, finally allowing me to come up for air. I put my head down, resting on her curly mound of pubic hair, keeping one finger slowly stirring her pussy. We were both nearly still for a few moments, while the men shouted approval. We eventually sat up, embraced, kissed again with so much tongue. We licked off each other's faces. An. Fred whispered back that it was just like a sexy swim suit and began unzipping my dress. I went along, with him, but I said, but don't pose me with my ass to the camera. I’m shy about my ass. I was nervous and excited at the same time, as my husband was removing my dress for them to take more pictures of me. Yikes! I was standing there in a small blue bikini that looked like a little like a swimsuit, along with high heels, nylons and garters. How did I let this go this far????I could tell. “What’s it worth? I mean other than a piece of ass?Thirty-thousand? Isn’t that was a Z-car costs?”“How would I know? Anyhow, that’s silly. I don’t haveany money.”He laughed and licked his lips, looking at her bulgingpussy, the outer lips now slick, red and puffy.“You’ve got something better than money.”She blinked at him.He stepped closer and palmed her pudenda, spreadingher labia with his thumb. “This is what I. Between the bar and the cigar shop there is a narrow alleyway with an awning overhanging it. It’s shady during the day and bathed in shadow at night. I took Margaret’s hand and tugged on it gently, leading her into the alley. She gave one last glance inside the store to reassure herself that Jeff was still busy talking (he was) then let herself be led by me into the shadows. As we disappeared into the darkness an insane idea took hold of me but I went with it anyway. I led Margaret well back.