Of course, the Mistress’ toga was a long white see-through chiffon dress held together with a golden rope around her waist. The flickering fire acce...tuated the flimsiness of her dress by revealing her nakedness underneath to the appreciative crowd. Natasha, the slave, did not even have that much covering over her sexy body. She would not call her dress a toga; it was really a small tunic that barely covered her pussy and ass. Her two naked fleshy orbs with pointed nipples stood proud for all. I did not move from my place and kept on looking at them.Casually they got into the water, wearing the white towel around their waist. Now I could see their boobs only above the water.I knew when they raise themselves from the water, they would be wet and the wet towel would cling to their body, showing a vague picture of their pussies. After some moments they raised themselves from the water, as if nothing is happening, and to my disappointment, facing the other side, denying the view of their. She lowered herself slowly onto his straining penis. Jack heard her quick intake of breath as she felt the tip touch her anxiously waiting pussy. Allie closed her eyes and moaned loudly as Jack's large penis pressed further and further inside her aching pussy. She hadn't realized quite how much she'd needed this. Soon he was all the way inside her, and she could feel his balls against her ass.She began to rock on his dick, relishing every feeling. Their thrusts intensified as they became more. "Be still and enjoy it. Feel the warmth, feel the flow of my juices around you. Feel the way the head of your cock presses on my womb." Yes, yes, I feel it," I said. And I could feel it."I want to make you cum in me now. I'm going to cum too. But don't move, I'll do all the work," Cindy said and brought her lips to mine.Cindy's tongue pressed deep into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and sucked, pulling her sweet saliva into my mouth. Then I pressed my tongue into her mouth. She.