"I ... I met Compton last night." A moment later she added, "Late last night." And?" We ... we went to a motel..."WHACK!After that, she confessed in a... steady stream, naming the motel, recounting the events in vulgar detail as I spanked her ass mercilessly. In the end, she was blubbering about how she liked having me finger her let me finger her pussy and doing all sorts of filthy things with him.When she finished, I gave her ten more wallops, each one a little lighter than the one before. I. As the strangers continue to take turns targeting your clit you start to explode in a mind blowing orgasm and than - darkness. As you slowly start to remember the events of the evening - not certain whether or not it was a dream, you feel the rush of air on your nipples and in your hair again. You let your hand slide down and your eyes follow - you briefly wonder what happened to the blindfold. You feel how hot and slimy your pussy is, and feels the tinge of a well fucked ass under your weight. Utterly thankful for the masks that covered their faces Sarah felt her composure returning at last when she faced the stage and applauded Katia taking her solo bows. The enthusiasm only mounted as Katia was recalled and she appeared to so many repeatedly wildly enthusiastic curtain-calls that at last she slipped her hands under her shift and in a gracefully executed gesture slid her tiny thong to her feet, stepped out of it, and tossed it out to the audience. Sarah watched it arching towards. That makes her moan, the vibrations from that causes even more jerks and just about gets me shooting right then. Nothing is said by anyone as she moves and sucks. Jane also kneels down and is rubbing her own pussy along with Sarah’s. “Are you going to share that with your mother, or are you going for all of it yourself? Sarah is working my cock with a lust I haven’t seen in years. It’s almost like she’s totally consumed by her own lust and desires for a mouthful of hot cum. Her eyes were closed.