My voice was slurred as I asked where I was. A harsh male voice answered."Baby, you're on the pool table ready to pocket the whole rack!" I tried to s...it up as he spoke, but couldn't; the hands groping my tits had pushed me easily onto my back. I was dimly aware of someone grabbing my hands, and then they had tied my wrists to the corner pockets. A moment later my ankles had been bound to the side pockets, leaving my knees bent, my legs spread so that my pussy was open for all to see.I cried out. And waited, looking down side-ways at me - I knew what he wanted butwas extra embarassed by knowingothers were watching in broad daylight on theboat - I swallowed hardand gave up any pretense of self-respect and reached upto wrap my white hand around that massive jet-black cock and guided it into mywife's waiting pussy as Fidel moved forward. I removed my hand as Ifelt thefront of my hand touch Kiki's juicy cuntlips, spread w-i-d-earound Fidel'scock. Then I moved back and began jacking off - I. ”“I didn’t see ring, or a scar or a tan line.”“OK, it’s your ass.”“Not mine yet, but I have high hopes,” I smiled and raised my eyebrows.I walked over to the woman, who was staying out of the mayhem, but watching carefully as many men hit on all of the girls.“Excuse me,” I said without touching her.“Yes.”“Are all of those yours?”“Only for tonight. The birthday girl is my daughter.”“How did you get an eighteen-year-old in here?”“Thank you for that. Very smoothly delivered.”“You are welcome. How. You brush your lips against the tip and kiss down the hard shaft running your tongue round it every now and then, kissing and licking down to my ball where you kiss each one in turn and gently suck them into your mouth. you look up at me and I see a pleading in your eyes, and I know you want to hold my cock with your hand while you take it deep into your mouth. I can see the disappointment at first when I tell you not to touching with your hands again but the look quickly changes when I say you.