I finally understood why she was doing this when Aneeka released my wrists from the bar. It was such a relief to be able to move my arms that for the ...moment I didn’t even mind the cable. I stretched and rolled my arms, rubbed my eyes, all those little things I couldn’t do that had been driving me crazy.Aneeka returned from the corner, it was instantly clear why my bindings had been changed. I was to be dressed, having my wrists bound would have interfered. I was so happy to be covered - even. She had done an amazing job and I was ready for the night.We arrived at 7-30pm and people were milling around. I got out of the car to lots of whistles and claps. I clearly had made an effort. Walking in people were turning their heads to check me out. It felt so good and understood why girls dressed up like they do. To be honest all the costumes were amazing and people had made the effort. The night went on and I was getting lots of attention and standing at the makeshift bar the amount of. I unlock the door for them and John goes into the back and Kate follows him. She says to me, “Take us for a lil spin, I’m going to sit back here” and then she winks at me. So I shut the door for them and retreat to the driver’s seat. As I start driving I look back into my rearview mirror to see Kate straddling John and making out him. His hands started as her hips and slowly slid up her shirt to her big, soft, and luscious tits. I hear her give out a quiet moan as he kisses her neck and gropes. Her eyeswidened, she could feel his meat hit the back of her throat. He wasslowly fucking her mouth and loving every second of it. Picking upspeed, he began to thrust harder and faster. Greg’s head fell back,groaning at the tightness of her throat. Her saliva dripped off his cockas he pulled out from her mouth."Oh you are too good at being my slut, now I’m going to feel how muchyou enjoyed that," grinned Greg.He moved around to view her from behind, open and ready to be fucked.And what a view.