I feel relaxed, but helpless as I am held there. I feel a hand gently brush against my erect cock sending waves of pleasure through my body. My eyes ...are closed, so I don't know whose hand it is. I feel other hands gently running up my thighs and down my chest. She is squeezing and pulling on the head of my cock, making me want to cum so badly, but I have to hold back. Then the first hand leaves and is replaced by a second hand and the sweet, sweet, torture continues.Then Pete announced that. I don't think I expected things to be so ... casual. I'm not sure what I really thought was going to happen." It just sort of goes this way." You don't plan on who you're going to do it with?"I shook my head. "That's part of the fun. Things happen. The hardest part, for me, was seeing my parents doing it with other people." I looked pointedly at my Mom and her Dad. Steph's face colored a bit as she followed my gaze. Mom and Mr. Robertson were only kissing. He had a really stiff erection, and. He pulled her tight and buried his face in her neck. Charlie nuzzled into Jake's chest. They were both naked and their bodies pressed against each other. Jake's cock was flopped against Charlie's pussy and her boobs were rubbing against his chest, he could feel her hard nipples rubbing on the tight skin on his chest. Jake pushed them apart again and moved towards her lips tentatively, for a few minutes they just kissed softly, playing with each others tongues. Jake felt her tongue go. All I had to do was add a little impetus to the basket to keep it going up to five full turns the other way. We both hit climaxes but kept going. Then I just laid back and spun the basket. One continuous orgasm. And spun the basket. Aunt Hagar was having one orgasm after another and I unloaded a huge load of sperm into her, but remained hard as a rock. Hagar howled or moaned or screamed, depending on whether the basket was rising slightly or dropping as the ropes twisted. And spun the basket..