"Poland?" She shook her head. "Berlin?" Her head shook again. "Latvia?" Head shake. "Croatia?" Head shake. "Caspian Sea?" Head shake. I decided there ...as more to what was happening than had thus far met my eye.I had noticed that there was little, if any, cloth in the cabin. The coverlet that I had brought to Elena was made of skin with bead work. I began to worry now about when or how far back into the woods I might be located.I tried one last thing. I made a steering motion with my hands and a. It was a costumed event, so Lydia went shopping for a sexy corseted gown, and I got myself tricked out in sub gear, all in PVC and leather complete with a collar and dog chain. We agreed to meet for a drink the following Saturday right before the event, to get geared up for the evening and to discuss our wants for the party.What transpired at that party was a cuckolds fantasy come true, and I sit her the next day typing this, my mind still blown, not knowing if she will ever talk to me again.So. All thing said and done, even with the audience, it was with somerelief I hung the stupid gown on a convenient hook. It was gorgeous, Ireally adored the way it was suggestively naughty, yet remained verymodest, but it was just too impractical. I mean, while wearing it, Icould barely walk from one end of the room to the other withoutassistance.Trying to put off the inevitable, I used the sink mirror to clean myteeth and check my hair and bindi were okay. After redoing my make-upit was crunch. By the time she seduced the last of the freshmen, she’d been delighted to find one with a cock that almost matched her brother’s - it meant that she was painfully stretched out every time, a sensation that she enjoyed more than anything.Amber, meanwhile, had fucked around just as much, and the phrase “throwing a sausage down a corridor” had sprung to mind as she did. Amber was hugely envious of her retightening younger sister - when Annie was heartily fucked by Rob, it was like taking her.