Do that...a pest but still a dear friend. Old Town isone of those revival sections of town where an old series of Mills hadbeen converted into chic an... not so chic shops. Ms. DeSalvo's shop"Rememberances" was on the second floor. We entered and notice a busyshop but only one person seeming to be working there. It was Ms.DeSalvo... True to others descriptions in a simple long broom skirt andpeasant blouse, running in a tizzy trying to service everyone. When shesaw us, it seemed at first she. She put her hands on either side of the nearest person which just happened to be me and forced me to my knees. She rubbed her cunt over my face and mouth and ground her hips into my nose. Doing her own face fucking now she parted her legs to give myself and her more access to her hole and i licked and massaged her clitoris and inseted my tongue into her piss hole teasing her and making her wriggle even more. I could feel her breath becoming more ragged. Suddenly one of the lads knelt behind. I am now completely stuck as my ice release will no longer free my hands. Then she slowly, deliberately starts to lift up my skirt. I struggle, but to no avail, other than to catch a glimpse of Theresa holding her phone up and recording everything, with a huge smile at my humiliation. Soon my panties are exposed, displaying my cock tightly pressing them. I try to think about something else, anything else. Carol mentions how this slut must be enjoying this. I watch in horror as she reaches down. Just wait a minute It may go limp There was silence as I felt 2 pairs of eyes closely following the erections demise and frustrating me badly. Then a small cool young girls hand grasped my demanding phallusstroking undulating tempoWhat's going on here .A third voice of an older woman now interrupted my moments of ecstasyI opened my eyes to see too 3 naked women looking down at me. I wasn't too surprised as I had stopped over in other pacific islands and knw that it was the custom.