She kept moving towards to her audience and then away but each time was closer, finally brushing our faces with her barely covered breasts.She unfaste...ed the top and with the music teased our faces with her uncovered bosom. Joe whispered, “Lose your drawers,” and pulled his off. His knarly uncut pecker stood out at right angles to his belly while my younger and snipped one pointed more towards the ceiling.Dropping the scarflike covering from her waist she resumed her sinuous and sensuous dance,. At first she had the idea that the eyes were real but she told herself how could they be. And yet they stared cruelly into her own and seemed to be alive. She was truly entranced. She stared at the transfixing eyes, at first with some feelings of fear, then of fascination, and finally of submission and devotion. The men supported Margie once again, and undid the straps attaching her to the cross, then two men, standing on small stools, lifted her up off the cock of Christ, and then positioned. Suddenly, the door to the stall flew open, almost hitting both of the girls, and my wife was standing there looking very angry.“Just what the hell do you girls think you are doing? And whose dick is that?”That was my cue, I figured, so I pulled it back and closed the hole cover.“We’ll deal with that later.” My wife continued. “Veronica, get off your knees. Christy, you look like a terrible fucking whore. You are lying there with your legs wide apart and what looks like that dick’s cum all over. Somehow I felt I wouldn't be disappointed. 'for the hottest fuck of your life.'"I was approaching orgasm. Soon I convulsed and my holes milked desperately on his fingers as my pussy gushed a big load of juices. He continued fucking my holes until I fell limp on the table. He then pumped me gently, as he lapped up my leaking juices off my pussy and thigh tops."Very soon I was humping back his fingers again. He reached out to the soft butter in the plate and applied butter to his fingers and my.