After a short while I could hear a soft slapping noise and I knew that they were doing what I had been caught doing. I looked over my shoulder to see ...nd was shocked to see that they were rubbing each others cocks! They shouted at me to turn away and to take down my pants. They were now looking at my bare bum and I could hear some feint groans from them. I remember at this point not being too frightened anymore and felt a strange sort of pride that they were enjoying the sight of my bum cheeks.. The young woman supposes that he glamours himself away from them.She wonders if his real trade is in whores. If so she feels quiet curious. It is an odd feeling. She had been brought up to be offended by such things. Because she is without doubt that he is here for her. But she?s excited by it. There?s a more passive heat to her loins then is usual. It?s a happy feeling, like she?s on the cusp of a rapture. Or a revelation. But is that really the man?s intent? He seems so patient. She knows. We hurry.Lena & I shyly start to kiss -- our tongues doing a warm wet whirl while my hands are all over her!Lena lets my finger dwell down her spine into the slit between her hot tight teen cheeks cramping.Lena lets my pink probe her pink sexy sweet sphincter which only gives in after I start to tonguing.Lena lets me feel her up her private parts with partly parted legs on her knees where I am camping.Lena lets me tickle her hill where I try to late her thick clit still hiding under its hood. He closed his eyes and waited. When he opened his eyes he looked sad. ‘I wasn’t there for her. I don’t know how she felt.’ I hit the intercom, ‘Honey, do we have another volunteer?’ ‘Yes. Shall I come in and reblindfold him?’ ‘Please do.’ She had changed back to the clothes he had seen before. She put the blindfold on and walked out. Carole Nelson walked in. Tiny, by comparison to Joan, Carole was maybe five foot tall and fully dressed might have weighed a hundred pounds. Her hair was maybe.