After some silent eye communication and a mental power struggle, she leaves the pool, nervous, unsure, but wanting something to happen. She approaches... a raised hand stops her dead. With his hands he silently indicates for her to take her swimming costume off. Alarm, concern, excitement run through her! She glances at her mother, who is still kneeling, eyes shut, and sucking. She looks back at the confident, grinning African.Slowly her hand rise to her shoulder straps, she blushes, hesitates. A towel around his waist, and a collar around his neck. Great. The third guy at this table with a collar on. Because Stevie, or whatever his name is, is also wearing a collar. The collar gang. The new guy looks totally messed up. Drug messed up. He wasnt messed up when he walked across the street. When he scurried across the street. Whos the newbie? he slurs to Stevie Leather Pants. This is Dave. Dave, this is Mentor. What was this idiots name? Mentor? I didnt want to shake hands with the towel. He's never going to hurt me again.” I squeezed her hand. “I love you, mom,” I told her. “Thank you, Mark.” She ruffled my hair, a tremulous smile on her face. “You always were a good boy.” The pizza was cold, but I was starving, so I didn't care. My mom nibbled at a slice, and looked at Mary. “That's a lovely top, dear,” she said, stroking the fabric of Mary's blouse. “I like the feel of it.” “Thank you, Sandy,” Mary replied, smiling flirtily. “I like the color of your robe.” “This old thing,”. They stuck their tongues in each other's pussies. after a few minutes, I felt Steven's cock grow inside me. He had obviously gotten horny from looking at the two sexy ladies. He began to move slowly. My pussy was very wet and slippery with semen, saliva and pussy juice. His big cock slid easily in and out. Eventually he lifted me off and put me on all fours in the chair. He penetrated me from behind. He fucked me fast and hard. Rachel and Christine occasionally looked up at us.Now Christine.