She straddled him again, and they kissed once more, her hands slide down and began to rub his hard, pulsating cock. John started to flinch at every pr...ess, and let out moans of pleasure. He moved his hands back down to her pussy, while the other was playing with her nipples, pinching them between his thumb and forefinger. As he moved his hand over her panties, he was shocked to feel how wet Holly actually was, her panties were dripping. He rubbed her pussy again, running his finger over the line. A crowd had formed by the time they reached the fort and they were soon surrounded by drool—ing men and curious women.They had been shut in the dungeon of the old stone fort for almost a day. The dungeon, with its stone walls, was horribly damp. A small window with bars let in the tropical sun, but did little to heat the cold room. The girls were chained to the wall by the wrists. Constance's hands had been cruelly tied behind her back, on special instruc—tions from Bass.They were not alone.. Until I met Lynn, I felt the same way about ballroom dancing. Lynn somehow had remarkably persuasive powers over me. Probably something to do with the fact that she was a hot looking, athletic woman who was good in bed. It was not hard for her to get me to do almost anything and she knew it. So, when her and I went down to the local dance studio and enrolled ourselves in ballroom dance classes, I did have my misgivings. In the back of my mind I somehow thought this was only going to end up with. I heard Beverly’s voice, which was at least an octave higher than usual and a deeper male voice, that I quickly recognized as Beverly’s husband, Carlos. Carlos had been stationed in South Korea for the last two years and decided to surprise Beverly for their anniversary! It was a complete surprise to me as well, as I heard them coming down the hall toward the bedroom.I looked around for something to put on, but there was no time, and I quickly slipped naked into the closet just as they entered.