Alena tried to sit up when he applied something light and foamy over the slight fuzz that had grown back since she'd shaved her pussy four nights earl...ier, but he pushed her back and told her to be still or he would use restraints.Ellie, in the adjacent room was receiving similar treatment from the half Russian, half Mongolian, named Huáng.He was patting something light & foamy over her carefully trimmed pubic hair. Her nose confirmed what her eyes could not--the scent was familiar to her, it. Betty's husband, Barry, began untying my box and allowing his fingers to run along my bush and split my lips. "Thanks for the sneak preview all night long." he acknowledged lustfully. I felt other hands on my waist; they dropped to my ass. They squeezed tenderly, tentatively before slipping between my firm cheeks. They wrapped around each cheek and gently pulled them apart. I looked over my shoulder and, as expected, it was my son Davy exploring my rear, rubbing my rosebud."Oh, mom. I had no. You relax, rocking against my hand. After a few seconds, I can tell you’re so aroused because your ass is humping slightly against me, trying to draw my cock deeper into your pussy. I start to enter you, taking my time so it’s not obvious to the crowd pressing against us. You feel my cock slide into your pussy and you squeeze my cock before relaxing and letting me fuck deep into your cunt. Your hard nipples are pressed against the bar. The bartender’s talking to his friends about some girl. "Hey," the guy starts, "Are you Sarah?"I'm caught off guard by this guy knowing my name. I don't know him. It's kinda creepy. "Y- yeah?" Oh, good, Steve said to expect you." As he says this, he opens the door the rest of the way. Inside, I see a whole party of people. They're all just sitting around and talking. I don't recognize any of them. They're also all guys."Where's Steve?", I ask, hoping to see a familiar face."Oh he's in the kitchen," the guy points, as if I don't know where.