”“What?”“If I was Johnny.”Was that it? Was the lad imagining his stiff cock erupting, his spunk landing on her full breasts? Her hands were ...there, moving as if she were massaging his semen into her skin. The thought gave rise to an intense neediness, impossible to ignore. “Nothing else?” A hand moved as she spoke, fingers tracing a path through the heavy perspiration on her stomach.“Such as?”Her fingers slipped easily under the hem of her bikini bottoms. As they did, she caught the acceleration. I am sure she saw my expression, either as shock or fright. I didn’t know which emotion to attach to the way I felt when she asked the question.“Well have you?” She asked again, “Because if you haven’t this is going to be your first.” She said and her hand again moved on my cock. I felt her fumble with my zipper and then my loose fitting trouser were open and her warm hand fished my erection out into the open air under the bar.“I love giving hand jobs,” she said, “I think because it seems to. Donald moved his fingers under her and rubbed her throbbing clitoris as she slightly parted her thighs.I know my wife and I also knew she’d be gagging for it by now. Sure enough he rubbed her for only a few minutes and she was moaning, as she put down her clipboard, she grabbed hold of the side of the cage as her climax came hard she moaned out as her pussy leaked a small amount of juice, as her orgasm subsided she turned round and still on her knees rubbed Donald’s crotch.She rubbed him for a. He fuck my ass for at least two hours and during that I came twice without my cock being touched. Then he pushed me on to the mattress and told me to stay there and keep the gag on until everyone was gone. So Alex called all the guys I heard them all go downstairs and out the door, I waited for a couple of minutes as I thought Alex was coming back up but it seemed he got what he wanted and left.So I got up removed the gag left the room and went downstairs, I checked all the rooms just incase.