She remembered seeing him smile and wave which, at first, she found cute until she realized he was waving to the spectators at the door of the cubicle.... They’d heard her squeals and her begging to be fucked. She’d attracted an audience of maybe a dozen or so, some of whom she recognized from the orgy from a neighboring cubicle from earlier. Embarrassed, Beth had tried to hide her face, but she realized that only her discarded clothing would give her away; it was truly unique. Her mind drifted. He looked into her eyes. His grin was gone. Her little show she had found exciting, but his disappointment was obvious. He spoke, in short, measured tones. "The breast. Not the nipple." His eyes lowered to her left breast, indicating what he wanted. She gathered the bottom of her blouse in her hands, then raised it, quickly, as high as she could, exposing herself. She saw him hold up three fingers. What? Then he closed them, and raised one in a counting motion. Oh. She held the cloth until his. Both girls retreated into the bathroom to decide which of the half dozen bikinis they brought would be chosen for the event, Jon heading to the back porch to wait. A few minutes later, they appeared, showing off their choices, as if asking Jon for approval.If any was needed, he would gladly have given it! Megan had on a spandex material suit, the top resemling the shape of a sports bra, only tight fitted like any bathing suit. The bottoms were a dark blue extremely tight pair spandex shorts. Mistress undid the shackles behind me and I hands went onto his hips and my cock entered his ass with one fast stroke. I fucked him harder and rawer then I had ever fucked David or Steve, I was trying to get my cock to go out through his mouth through his ass my hands were on his hips as violently took him. Stevie's ass was not different then my friends, he was older, a man, and they were my age, but my mindset was different from when I was with them, I wanted to plow into him without any.