Kelly and Lisa were being fingered pretty continuously all the way outside to the sidewalk. It was a group of four guys who had attached themselves to...their asses. And cunts.Once outside, Kelly noticed that Lisa had also lost her flip-flops and announced that she shouldn’t be walking barefoot. I had Lisa hop up and I gave her a piggyback ride. Thank heavens I was drunk and she was light! Riding on my bare back caused my T-shirt, which she was wearing, to ride up. Her bare bottom was exposed to. Pramila did that without a word. She took the whole thing in her mouth. While she was steady Ramlal grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth.A while later, “That’s it, now go bend on the desk.” agreeing up it like a slave she went and bent on the desk showing off her butt, “I want to do you from behind,” he added.It’s not like Pramila was being forced into it, but she showed no signs of enjoyment. Which too was not true as Ramlal felt the wetness of her pussy as he stuck his finger first. That is why the remote controlled car had been running all over me.I hastily obeyed the man's commands. This time standing squarely between the painted lines as I watched the cars for a few more minutes.There were a dozen or so racing around the homemade track. They were remote controlled cars run by a bunch of enthusiasts who had gathered for their weekly races.This was my first visit to the event which was held in an old vacant warehouse every Saturday afternoon.The place was huge, probably. Megan ate all of the breakfast that she could stomach. She hadn’t eaten so much since she got out of the hospital. Charles had already picked her clothes out for her and had them ready for her to slip on after she got out of the shower. She had to admit he had good taste in clothes. He’d picked her black tank top and a colorful pink poncho and her favorite pair of jeans. She slipped into her clothes and noticed Charles was already dressed. He took her by the hand and seated her in the front.