He called to us and we stopped. He asked us to come forward and Cassidy immediately approached before I could stop her, and interracial I followed. Looking back that might have been a big mistake but I am still deciding. The crowd opened to let us through and he proceeded to absolutely shower us with compliments. He fetish told us we were the prettiest girls at the festival and the crowd cheered. He was really working the crowd and us. I was feeling very special and Cassidy was absolutely sold. She was blushing and smiling every time he would tell her how pretty she was. Well, long story short, he convinced us to get in the stocks. He said it was almost closing time and we would only have to stay in for a little while. He wanted to get a lot of contributions to dedicate to the charity and we were his last chance. That did it and our hands and head were then locked in the stocks and we were staring at the crowd. I then realized the crowd was almost entirely made up of guys and it was getting bigger. I couldn't even see the rest of the festival through all the people. We were bent over at the waist and blowjob he walked around us as he talked about what bad things we had done to get punished. He was very creative as I apparently was disrespectful to my Father and Cassidy teased a young slave. As he talked I felt him touch my back and run his hand down to my ass. He gave it a little slap and I jumped. The crowd roared with laughter and he moved to Cassidy. I heard her squeal, so I could only assume he did the same thing to her. He moved to the front and pulled Bondage our hair mature back behind our head and put it in a ponytail. I wondered how he had a hair tie on him. He ran his hands over my face as he talked of our beauty. Then he asked the crowd what punishment they thought we deserved. I heard a lot of screaming, I heard someone say spanking, I also heard someone say "fuck’em" and I looked up quick to see who said it. The crowd laughed, and the man told them not to get carried away. She pressed herself up against my back, squashing her impressive tits on me. mature Her moaning was as loud as mine. “Do you like how you taste as much interracial as I do?” Asked Michael, his thumb rubbing around the corner of her lip. But life must go on. I had never been a moaner during any kind of sex, I was just a really really heavy breather and gasper, but my man was so so amazing and what he was doing to me that blowjob I whimpered and moaned. Not even once. She can barely catch her breath between little fetish moans. Instead Bondage he took out his cell and punched in Gary’s number. Morgan shook with another series of body clenching cramps while his cock pumped relentlessly. It was oddly comforting to feel her there, to feel her heat invading me, to feel her rigidity stretching me with her sleeping shifts. She screamed at me,"Why can't you leave us alone!"