..," Miss K trailed off, staring out into the desert sky."Whatcha thinking?" Well," Miss K said before taking a deep breath. "Think about it. The same... geeky guy that was in that stadium, trying to be as 'revolutionary' as possible is now the obscenely wealthy, and more so curvy, transsexual you see in front of you," she said in a measured voice, waving her hands over her body for Tracy's edification. "How did I get here from there?" OK, nostalgia time's over. What are we doing here tonight?". ”“I hope so.”Marie felt Mona’s hands on her small breasts and felt thefingers pinch and tweak her nipples until they were rockhard and she was beginning to moan from the pleasure.Then the fingers were replaced with Mona’s mouth, as shebegan to lick each globe and then to suck on the nipples,nibbling them with her teeth, not enough for pain, butplenty for the pleasure.Again, Marie let out a long, slow moan of pleasure.After she finished with her daughter’s. ‘Open your mouth slave. Wide. Or I’ll tie it open,’ Mistress D. said sharply to me. As I complied with her order, I opened wide in anticipation of what was to come. She reached between her legs, now unzipping the crotch area of her black leather cat suit. My head still spinning wildly, in my minds eye I could see her hardening cock and her balls fall out and down, close to my face. I thought I could hear the sound of her manicured hand slowly stroking her perfect, pretty cock. Mistress D. spoke. From the darkness, somewhere else in the room, I could hear Pia's moaning, she was being fucked, of that I was sure, her noises being rhythmic in nature, in tune with a cock being pushed in and out of her, only changing frequency whenever a new one took over from the last.What were two schoolgirls doing amongst so many old men you may ask, hormones and imaginative fantasies I may retort, a good fucking and lots of orgasms, a bit of everything, no what what, we were here, so were they, and we.