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ROOM AT THE TOP

... were completely bunched above tightly gartered hosiery, sublime thighs and tight powder blue half briefs with a blue grater belt visible through the material. Eda knew the men were aware that these cosmopolitan ladies they watched had never displayed their charms this way before. She was having an easy time with the first guy. Her tongue laved the underside of his cock. She twisted her head rotating her lips around the top of the organ, she could feel stiffness increasing. She did not have a lot of experience in this but she was a smart lady and could figure out how to arouse a man. She drove down on the guys dick impelling it to back of her throat. Her chin lightly touching his balls. She could feel the quaver of his excitement the hot love fluid was rising. Arching his groin he came,the thick juice coursing to back of her throat. She suppressed a retch and let the fluid flow from the corners of her mouth to show her success. She milked him to the last squirt and pulled back and looked at the wall clock. Six minutes, not bad but she would liked to have gone faster. Dana floated with ease, her abashment about her exposed legs and undies was less now. She even took some amusement in the leg-show for the men. She knew that she had great legs and as she slowly rotated in the water she showed off their well curved musculature enhanced by sheen of the wet nylons. She noticed the coolness of the water on her body. Colder than she would have liked. She could feel a slight amount ...

... of numbness creeping on her feet. Soon she felt she would have to tread more vigorously water to improve circulation. She did not like this for she was hoping to float to conserve energy. Now the hem of the skirt became heavier with water and floated down. Since this confined her motion in the water she wished she could rid herself of the skirt. She did this by neatly catching a high heel in the hem of the skirt and petticoats. Shoving downwards the two garments tore form her waist and floated free. She looked even prettier in her wet turtleneck and hosiery. Gail had reached the plane of the first tier. She had let her high heels down careful to the flat surface. She was still flat on her back on the incline. The bunched up skirt and petticoats made it hard for her to see were she was putting her feet. She felt terribly exposed putting her bared legs that near to dangerous snakes. Her strategy was now to stand and walk to edge of this tier as gingerly as possible. She was able to arc her back and stand up. The full skirt of the evening dress discreetly covering her legs again. She picked her way though a writhing mass of elapide. A skillful lass,she did not disturb a one of them. Reaching the other edge were she needed to start down the continued incline, she encountered a problem. The small spiney fence that keep the first tier of snakes confined now made sitting down on the incline surface difficult.She made it with effort. However the hem of her long skirt and petticoats ...