My definition of “normal” has gone way off track to the extent that I am relieved when the extent of Eddie’s torture is having me serve beer and food wearing vibrating panties and escaping the evening with only 2 public orgasms…! Wednesday seems like it will pass in similar fashion with the exception that I am coerced into riding the Mechanical bull wearing nothing but some cowgirl boots and a hat. This time they bind my legs so I don’t fall off the bull but they leave my forced hands free. I do my best to “play along” with some playful yeehaws when the ride starts. I don’t resist when I feel my excitement start to build, knowing Eddie won’t let me down until I humiliate myself with an orgasm. Instead of resisting, I grind my pussy against the vibrator until I cum, shaking helplessly on the saddle while the bar hoops and hollers around me. When Phil and Eddie unbind me they again lift me off and I have déj� vu back to my first bull ride as they carry me to the front of the stage to show my swollen privates off to the crowd. This time I don’t even have panties to provide any shred of decency as they spread my thighs wide to give everyone a close-up of my wet vagina. I close my eyes, feeling the heat rises from my breasts to my cheeks in a bright red blush. My mortification washes over me in pulsing waves of heat as my pounding pulse in part drowns out the crowd. Three sharp open-handed smacks land square on my puss snapping me back to reality. The crowd laughs uproariously as Eddie admonished me. “Have some decency Tina! At least open your eyes and smile at your adoring fans!” I look down between my legs at the customers who seem to have decided the thing to do is to take a selfie with my puss in group sex the background. I wait helplessly for Eddie to decide to put me down. Instead, Silvia steps in front of me and Eddie starts announcing again. “My Daddy always said there were two kinds of girls….” Eddie booms out in his best Master-of-Ceremonies voice. “Those that spit and those that swallow” he continues on. “But in my line of work, I’ve come to find out that that is Lesbian not the only thing that sets girls apart….” I feel the familiar onset of my body starting to hyperventilate as I listen with the audience, trying to understand where Eddie is going with his story and what new molestation it will lead to. The bar is silent in excited anticipation and Ed milks this by pausing an excessive amount of time for dramatic effect. “You see there are two kinds of girls in this world folks… those that spit and those that swallow, but also those that squirt and those that don’t! Tonight the lovely Silvia is gonna help us find out which kind our cute little Tina is!” I swivel my head to look at Silvia, not understanding what Eddie’s proclamation means for me. With her back to the crowd, Silv mouths a silent “Sorry Tina” which lets me know that whatever is coming isn’t good for me. Then she turns and japanese flourishes something blue in front of the crowd. I struggle in Eddie and Phil’s arms and then freeze in fear as I see that the blue thing was a latex cleaning glove that Silv is now wearing on her right hand. She applies a liberal amount of some kind of lubricant to her fingers and then steps between my spread legs and slides two well lubricated fingers deep into my still wet vagina. I squeal in surprise, not expecting such rough attentions from Silvia of all people. “Silv, what are you doing! Ah gawd!” I gasp as her left hand starts rapidly stroking over my swollen labia and clit while her fingers curl up as if trying to meet her other hand and then starts to frig me. The onslaught has me squirming and squealing and then she starts hammering her fingers into my vagina. I start to buck lewdly in Eddie and Phil’s arms, unsure whether I am trying to get my over-sensitive sex away from the onslaught or work myself towards the release that feels like it is building deep in my tummy. Silvia seems to sense this and her fingers start to asians focus in on a spot just under my belly-button that causes me to shriek each time her finger-tips stroke the back of my vagina. I am out of my mind, bucking and shrieking, and begging Silvia to stop when my orgasm breaks and I cum hard. Silvia yanks her hand out of me and I shriek “nooo” at the sudden empty feeling and then turn beet red as I see a fountain of liquid gush out of my vagina landing at the foot of the stage. As he watched Katie, Mark noticed another man about his age checking her out as she picked out clothes. Trini and Lashun sit in the middle seats, leaving Sofia and I take in the back seat. She plead. As Zane pushed his fingers inside her, her pussy clenched and grabbed at them, almost pulling them deeper into her. I smiled, thinking of those naughty nude sketches in my pad. “Er.” Avery ventured. As soon as she Lesbian was gone, I headed for the bathroom to quickly whack off, covering my asians crotch with an issue of 'Elle' which would serve me once I was in the restroom as well. A welcome relief from the day time scorching heat. The head of his prick pushes slowly into her pussy, and Clara gasps. My insides felt like they were japanese on fire and the ache was incredible. Yes, this also seems to have been hit a few times, it is red and sore. She held the pink womb out prominently. Heaven help me if a man has me in his power, and discovers that this secret part of my nature is within. We operate on a NEED TO KNOW system in this Squad. I had broken up forced with my girlfriend Kelly a few weeks before. I know that we haven’t known each other for that long, but, I do believe it’s not infatuation, I know that my feelings for you are real. Then he ripped my blouse off my body. “If I take off my smart watch,” Harriet said softly, “it will send out an alarm group sex to my husband. She moaned sensually, and brought her arms around me, and I did the same, our lips coming together, our tongues entangling just like our cocks were, feasting with torpid hedonism upon the other.