Building a pipe dream : Part Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings affair with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the figure apart from our good admirer manus and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the dialogue.

Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel room applying her composition and dressed in her bed gown while I had a shave in the privy. After Kylie had left us earlier we had taken a perambulation up to Waterloo station and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new attire to wear that evening for when we were due to meet our new Dutch people friends, hand and Sara, for a beverage in Soho. Another misstep to the ladies wear shop at the station followed and Jay had bought a fairly pixilated, thin, short off the shoulder attire which was cut low enough for her ample and firm breasts to give rise a good amount of money of cleavage and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the privy, dressed and quick to go. Jay had finished her score up and threw off the robe to break her wearing the G-string we had bought the premature day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her subdivision out wide. She looked capital ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her naked boob gave a little bounce with her motility, the teat striking and just asking to be bitten.

"I do hope you're not going out like that,"I said, looking her up and down."Although, I really wouldn't mind."

"Cheeky sodomite,"she said reaching for her dress. She stepped into it and pulled it up until the top just reached the middle of her bosom. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a tone of surprise

"Oh ass, it's a bit short on top, isn't it ? My tits could talk out if I lean forward too much or jump a up and down."

"Then don't startle and down."I replied, pulling my shoes on."It certainly shows your piquance too,"I remarked. The nipples were prominent as they forced themselves against the stiff cloth. Jay ran her hand over her pap and felt where they pushed against the wearing apparel, clearly showing their abstract

"It's a bit short down below also."I added

Jay looked at the duration where the dress ended halfway down her thighs and pulled it down, smoothing it over her shapely stage. The dress fitted her perfect tense, almost like it was painted on her

"Yeah, but it's tight so won't flare up, not like my little summer dress."She replied, turning around in front of the mirror, and admiring the smoothness over her arse. She sat on the bed and looked in the mirror again before commenting,

"Of course, it rides up when I sit, so cover legs it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the wearing apparel became even brusk and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a good vista of her now, very smooth pussy hiding behind a very small and lean piece of stuff.

"What do you think will happen tonight ?"she asked, putting her handbag in her small bag.

"Well, we will go for a drink, have a good laugh, urinate a couple of new friend, say goodnight then we'll come back here for some piece of ass, especially after an evening of you having your tits, nips and tail on show for all to perve over. How does that voice ?"I asked.

"strait good to me,"she replied standing to look at herself in movement of the mirror again."As long as that's all the fucking we're doing. The by few days have been pudding head. I think that will be the end of our ‘ intimate'adventures now."

I had to concur. There had been a lot of sex with different multitude for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to London for early reasons, not that.

"I can fairly assure that's all that will happen tonight and every day until we go home. Just us fucking."I said putting my hands around her shapely hips then up and over her breasts, giving her salient nipples and flying tweak. Fuck, this frock made her feel smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a radiance to you."I continued."So, if you want to give her a goodnight kiss at the end of the eve, I won't stop you."I gripped her arse face with both hands and she put her arms around my neck opening and kissed me.

"Ah, you're so thoughtful,"she jokingly said before letting go to put her shoes on.

We left the hotel and walked up to waterloo where we took the vacuum tube to Leicester foursquare and walked through Soho. Thomas More than one someone had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that dress. It showed off her shapely titty along with the skillful display of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and nasty rear end. school principal had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to establish just anyone a scene up her wearing apparel. more heads turned in her direction as we walked through South of Houston to the Montagu Pike, the pub where we had arranged to meet Manus and Sara.

We arrived and managed to get the Lapplander bulwark Booth as before when we had a drink in here two days ago. As we sat Manus and Sara entered, saw us, waved, and came over smiling. Sara was also dressed in a very low cut, off the shoulder dress with the bottom swishing against her thighs as she walked with a aphrodisiacal wriggle towards us. This didn't go unnoticed by Jay who said under her breathing time,"Wow !"

We stood up and greeted each other with handshake and kiss on brass then Manus and I went to the bar to get the crapulence while the girls waited, sat opposite each former against the paries, same as before.

"How was your meet the other nighttime ?"I asked paw as the bartender made up our swallow order.

Manus shook his chief from side to side with a bit of a let down look on his face.

"Not particularly good."He replied, the Dutch accent showing very strongly."I had a good enough metre but for Sara, no."

"What happened ?"I asked taking a sip of my pint that had arrived.

Manus replied keeping his voice low,

"The man, cretin Colin, couldn't get it up and the fille, Tammy, well. She said she was bi on the profile but she refused to go anywhere near Sara. Sara tried to seduce her but she was having none of it, pushing her away and making alibi to leave the way. poor Colin sat there wanking all evening to try to get hard but just stayed limp."

"So, what did you do."I asked picking up John Jay great chalk of wine.

"Well, while Sara was trying to bumble idiot Colin in the lounge to get him hard, which turned out to be a barren of time, I fucked tammy up the arse across their kitchen table."He said this so subject of factually like it was an routine occurrence. I admired him for his laid-back honesty.

"Did you tell Sara what you did ?"I asked as we walked slowly back to the girls.

"Oh yes,"he replied, matter of factually again."She said I should have pissed up her fundament for right criterion. answer her rightfulness for rebuffing my lovely wife."

I admit, I was very surprise. I knew the Dutch were more liberal when it came to sex but to be so laid back about what they do was an eye-opener.

We sat back down with the lady friend and Sara was already telling Jay about the encounter.

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a wide-eyed Jay,"But he stayed limp. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her hand like a flapping Pisces the Fishes as she said this, making Jay laugh."I gave up in the end. We just sat there in silence listening to tammy's screams coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't look very comfortable listening to that. I think it's the outset time he's heard his wife getting fucked by another man and he didn't like it."

"Up the arse,"manus corrected her."I fucked her up the arse."

"Yes,"Sara said, still talking directly at Jay"Fucked up the arse."

"With Olea europaea oil,"mitt added again.

"With European olive tree oil."Sara added and looked around at Manus asking,"Was it extra Virgo the Virgin ?"

"I reckon so,"mitt began to laugh."I don't think she has ever had a cock up there before."

We all laughed and raised our field glass for a ‘ cheers.'

"So, what have you two been up to ?"Manus asked.

"Oh, not much,"I replied. We had decided not to name what we had got up to, not wishing hand and Sara to think that Jay fucked about all the time and giving the wrong impression."We just hung around our hotel way with a bit of clothes shopping at Waterloo again for this dress."I panned my paw up and down Jay to accentuate the purchase.

"It's lovely,"Sara said to Jay, slowly reaching her hand across and stroking the thin stuff just to the side of Jay breast."It's so fluent, and melt off and it shows you off a treat."She said this looking directly at where the anatomy of Jay nipples poked glaringly out of the material.

"Thank you,"Jay replied as Sara removed her hand, gently training her fingertips along the knocker and brushing gently on a nipple."It's very well-heeled and thin enough to cope with the heat."

"That's good,"Sara replied and winking at Jay said."I think things could get hot later especially with you dressed like that"

The remark didn't go unnoticed by any of us and a bit of an unquiet silence followed.

I changed the subject to what they were planning on doing during their sojourn to London. The conversation built up a flow and we were soon comparing all the draw in and around London where we had all visited.

Another drink followed, then another. The large specs of wine was having an effect on Jay who was now on a good tipsy level and more chatty. She was starting to incline closer to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her cubitus more often, affording Sara with a good aspect of her segmentation, the top of her apparel riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with Manus to get another unit of ammunition of drinks and we both looked back at the female child who were leaning close to each other and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely this night,"paw said looking over at the girls."That dress is wow ! If she moves around much more though her titties will go down out."

I looked over and agreed.

"It cost me enough."I said."But it is worth it, she looks gorgeous."

"You're a very lucky man and she's lucky to experience you. A form and see husband who's happy to let his wife show off her organic structure to others."paw said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a effulgence to her. She wants to fuck her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprise judging by the flirting the early day and the soundbox spoken language currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to deplume jay coiffe up from where it was riding down over her tit. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both breasts as she did so and running both hands over the pap before removing her hands. Jay giggled as she did this, clearly enjoying the touch.

"But that is your call."paw said picking up the daughter crapulence."We haven't met up with you tonight for that aim. We're confluence because we like you and think we could become ally. Good friends"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

"I agree. I think we could all get good friends."

As we approached the tabular array I could see Jay becoming more animatedly with whatever she was telling Sara, using her paw to stress movements on whatever the topic was. We sat down just as Jay was finishing her story.

"…I was so full of cum and both holes stretched after such a throb. I passed out then and didn't wake up until this morning."

Sara turned to me and said with a eye blink,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky grin."Enticing your spectre fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a threesome with two of your other admirer from the other night."She turned back to Jay, leant forward and almost whispered in her ear,"You're wonderful."She bought her manus up to John Jay grimace, gave her boldness a small stroke and run a finger across Jays now pouting lips. She then lent back and turned to hand and said,

"Jays been a very juicy girl,"

"It sounds like it,"hand replied looking at me, a questioning spirit on his face.

"I think…"Sara said arrival over and taking jay hand in her own."…that Jay deserves another spanking."

Jay was just taking a sip of her drink and this unexpected remark almost made her spill it. She giggled for a bit and allowed Sara to hold her hand across the table, their fingers entwined and slowly caressing.

As much as I was enjoying the flirting, I did have an important doubt for Sara

"Sara, I have an important question for you about art"I said facing her.

"bent on,"said Manus, looking from me to Jay."I want to hear more about the fucking."

Sara leaned towards manus and said quietly,"I'll tell you later."She looked at me and winked, the cheeky grin still on her face.

"No, no. I want to know now."He replied, a playful sulking tone on his face."William Tell me, then we can be boring and discuss art."

"Art's not tire,"Sara said to manus correcting him. Turning to Jay she said,"But he will sulk unless you tell him."

Jay repeated her story that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Saul at Waterloo, got him into the hotel room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to secernate him about her chocolate trick, about Jim and Simon the Canaanite collecting the rooter and then how she had fucked them both. mitt sat listening intently throughout, clearly enjoying the de***********ions of what had been done to Jay.

When Jay finished, Manus raised his pint glass to us both saying.

"You both have my undying respect. I think we are all going to be very, very good friends."

We all raised our glasses, clinked and cheers.

"So, what would you like to ask about art ?"Sara asked me, still caressing Jay hand.

"Have you ever listen of an artist called Giovanni del Callinni ?"I asked.

Sara let go of Jays hand and sat back in her seat. She seemed to concentrate as she kept repeating the name over and over, searching her retentivity banks.

"Yes,"she said sitting upright."Giovanni del Callinni. A venetian renaissance artist. 1440 to 1512. Renowned for landscapes rather than portraiture. He has works hanging in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in capital of Austria, the Prado Museum in Madrid, the Accademia verandah in Venezia and here, in The National."

"Have you heard of a series of picture called, ‘ The rising of the Fisherman's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete attention

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of exhilaration on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a deary depicted object of hers."It's four house painting depicting the fishermen sailing out of the lagune. The four house painting together make one scene ; of boats being loaded with nets in the first and fourth picture show while the middle two show the boats sailing out cruise out towards the sunup. They have nearly always been in secret hand. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milan about twenty age ago but only for a dyad of long time. await a minute."

She pulled her phone out and started to type a web address.

"You can Google just about anything nowadays but my work portal has all the information not in the world domain."She logged in and started to read out more information to us.

"The rising of the fisher's Sun. Painted around 1502. A delegacy for an unknown somebody, probably a robust Viennese merchant. Although they have been in private manus for about of their existence, they have been on display in versatile museums and galleries over the past tense 100-150 years. They were net sold five long time ago as a set to a private buyer for eight million Euros with a gallery in Paris acting on the sellers behalf."She scrolled down the Thomas Nelson Page and continued."The vendor and the buyer retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the paintings are currently unknown."

A few more strike in the sound and she held it up for me, Manus and Jay to see. It was a picture of the four paintings together, side by side making up the hale picture, the photo being taken at an art art gallery presentation. They looked pocket-sized than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square. They did look good though. Sara expanded the frame and the details were amazing.

"Why do you ask ?"Sara said, returning her earpiece to her bag.

I proceeded to tell her everything that kylie had told us about her dad buying the ikon, his last, her mums remarriage, and death followed by Kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the paintings left behind.

"And this girl says she has birthplace ? The sale receipt and photographs of her being given the house painting ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and frantic, now taking a very keen sake in the matter

"That's what she told us,"I replied.

"fountainhead, if all that checks out then the courts would certainly give her ownership. Does this Neil know the grandness of the painting ?"

"I don't think so. kiley never said he knew."I said looking at Jay who was nodding in agreement.

"And your hotel housekeeper told you all this ?"asked Manus

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

"While she was cleaning your way ? She just came out with all this selective information ?"asked looking from me to Jay."Why was she cleaning your chamber with you there ?"

"I wasn't in the bedchamber ; I was in the bath."Jay replied,

"So, the girl told you all this while you were in the Bath and she was cleaning your room ?"Asked Manus.

"No,"Jay replied."She was in the bath with me."

Both manus and Sara sat back in shock, oral fissure agape love as they looked at each of us.

"And where were you ?"paw asked me.

"I was sat on the toilet."I answered.

"What ?"gasped a surprised Sara.

"No, not on the potty itself. I was sat on the can, naked."I replied.

There was a import pause before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

Jay replied for me, a niggling too cheap as the drink was clearly starting to birth an upshot,

"Because he had just fucked her."

I looked at the traumatise look on both of their faces as they took in this selective information. They sat, backtalk open, probably trying to think of what to say. I had to say something in my defence so I stated,

"Only because she,"indicating with my thumb to Jay,"had fucked her first."I sat back and took a longsighted sip of my dry pint. The actualization of what I had just said sunk in and they both began to smile. mitt lifted his swallow with a silent ‘ cheer'to me while Sara leaned very close to Jay and with a smiling said,

"I am so going to spank you hard later, you naughty, naughty girl."

We ended up telling them the unit story of how we had both fucked Kylie and how we had set her up for a escort with Paul the following evening when we would act as chaperones.

Another bout of drinking were bought and the details of everything that had happened over the last twenty-four minute were run through again. Both girls getting energize with each detail de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every moment. She used her hands in some of the telling, Sara's heart watching them the whole time.

"William Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and caressing Jays hand."Do you opine that the spanking you received was enough punishment for your injudiciousness ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your more recent caper, a spanking won't be enough. You need some abasement. Steve, if it's O.K. with you, I am going to humiliate your lovely married woman. Would you like that Jay ? Do you think you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite drunkard. She giggled into her drink then replied.

"No. That spanking wasn't enough. I think I do need to be humiliated."She looked into Sara's middle and asked in a buirdly tone,"What do you receive in mind."

"well,"she replied with a wink to me."If we were back habitation in capital of The Netherlands, I would really humiliate you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a leash with a ball gag in your mouth, only dressed in your underwear with a big butt-plug in your arse."

Jay giggled and took a sip of her drink while Sara continued.

"and then spank and whip you in the middle of a packed bar. All the frequenter can take a good turn also."

Jay had stopped giggling and was now wide eyed and listening closely.

"Or take you to a dogging spot and have a couple of men fuck you over the hood of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hand gently over Jay's boob, squeezing it and stopping to rub the mammilla slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very spicy girl, I would rent you blindfolded and naked to a forest we know, one that has a report for doggers and intimate perverts, and tie your hands around the base of a very large tree and leave you there so anyone can come along and do whatever the fuck they want to you."

Jay's breathing had altered. Her mitt were getting fidgety and one had slowly disappeared under the tabular array and I could just see it move under her dress.

"They'll all fuck you but I reckon a couple will piss over that pretty face of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting to a greater extent than excited. Her organic structure nomenclature gave away a tensity that made me and paw sit up and withdraw notice. Jay's hand was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's pap harder making her give out a bantam close call."I could Bible you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and take away moving-picture show of you so I can put all the moving picture, the hotel and room number on a swingers site and let a train of men come in and fuck you, one after the other."

Jay had started rubbing herself. I casually looked down and saw the dress pulled up above her thighs and Jay's fingers in her G-string where she was trying to wank without anyone notice.

"Or maybe I would necessitate you to our tramp club, tie you to the swing and fuck you with a strap on, in full panorama of everyone."

Jay was clearly wanking herself now and it hadn't gone unnoticed by all three of us. Her arm was moving up and down as she worked herself up, her breathing getting rich and piffling gasp coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next program line that made Jay cum.

"Of row, I could be kind and devise a twenty-man gangbang at our situation. Each man fucking you, two, three or four dick in you all at once, fucking you, pinning you down so you can't resist, not that you would want to, and each man cumming in you. Cumming on your font, cumming in your mouth, cumming in your plastered twat and in that gorgeous arse of yours. Cock after cock after turncock"

Jay came. She let out a yell that made a few mass look around at us. She slapped the table with her free handwriting then clamped it over her mouth as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the other. Her rubbing was unrestrained and the three of us watched and waited as she completed her, not too obvious, wanking.

"Oh fuck,"she said from under her hand as she finished cumming"Oh piece of tail, oh ass. Do it, fucking do it."

I looked around. Nobody had really noticed what had gone on and those who had heard something had now looked away to carry on their own discussions.

Jay eventually stopped moving and removed her hand from her mouth.

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

Sara held out her paw to her saying,"Give me your hand."

Jay bought her palpitation manus up from under the mesa. It was wet and glistening but Sara took it and one by one put the finger's breadth in her backtalk and sucked them clean.

"I promise you all that and to a greater extent if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's eyes were wide and she tried to compose herself as we all visibly relaxed."But we're not in Amsterdam and, as we discovered yesterday, you have no gloryholes we will suffer to name do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all finish our drinks. Once the glasses were abandon, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get busy ; all the tabular array were taken and plenty of people were constantly entering and forming group stood around the bar and any free space. Sara stood up and said,

"right, let's go."Jay moved out from the table and smoothed her dress down and we made our way through the growing bunch to the expiration. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a group who were standing around a full board she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift movement using both handwriting, pulled down the top of Jay garb, releasing her bosom for all to see, her firmly, red nipples poking out of the business firm flesh. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her helping hand and was pulling her along through the gang saying in a loud voice,"Excuse me delight,"to bring everyone's attention to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The property went silent with the realisation that a topless fair sex was being led by the hand through a bundle pub. There was a shout of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by sunniness, laugh and whistles, people pointing and some even clapping. A few mass managed to get their speech sound out and click as many pictures as they could. Sara pushed the outlet doorway open and let go of Jays hand who immediately stopped and pulled her attire up to compensate her reserve. She wasn't happy

"I can't believe you did that,"Jay shouted adjusting her frock and smoothing it down."People saw my tits and were taking pictorial matter. I feel so…"

"Humiliated ?"asked Sara as she approached and put her weapon system around Jay to hug her.

"Yes."Jay replied quietly. Sara leant close to Jay's ear and said,

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your lovely titties. What do you hypothesise they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to have touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your pap ? Cum over them ? You may experience humiliated but you're just given a commodity load of men, and probably some fair sex, something for them to jerk off over for the next few twenty-four hours. So, I will ask you again. Did you find it exciting ?"

Jay looked at Sara and slowly nodded

"goodness. Because we have only just started."Sara lent in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a moment, Jay opened her oral cavity to obtain Sara's knife and they stood, locked in embracement, tongues starting to frantically explore each early's oral fissure. They only stopped when a group of young men walked past and shouted,"O.K. girls ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

Sara let Jay go and held her hand as we all walked down Greek Street before stopping at the corner.

"So,"Sara said addressing me."You have no gloryholes here ?"

I shook my headspring,"None that I know of."I replied.

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's fount."Because I would love to see this middling typeface covered in cum."She moved her handwriting down Jay's tits and down, slipping her manus under the sozzled hem of her dress and touching Jays cunt, making her jump.

"And here."holding her script under Jay dress she trailed it around to her arse and must have touched her arsehole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a fiddling shocked but she said nothing. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no signs of resistivity

I looked at Manus who smiled and shrugged. Sara's behaviour came as no surprise to him.

"We need some very horny perverts,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. muckle of the great unwashed were out and about enjoying the quick summer evening but none that fitted Sara's de***********ion. She turned to me and said,

"Let's go back to that sex shop. They'll be lots of perverts in there."

I looked at Jay who shrugged her shoulders and nodded, permission given for whatever Sara had in mind.

We stopped off at an off license on the way so Sara could go in and promptly returned with a small bottle of Vodka. She took a gulp and passed it to Jay who took a mouthful and coughed a bit. spirits really wasn't her tipple, but she took a distich more, building up courage for whatever was about to happen, I assumed

We arrived at the sex shop and Sara walked in, telling us to wait outside. We watched as she approached the tradesman and had a ready discussion with him.

"Should I be concerned about this ?"I asked Manus.

"No, no. nix to worry about. Sara won't let anything bad happen."He replied casually."She'll make sure that Jay will enjoy herself.

A short while later Sara returned and leading Jay by the hired hand, walked in and stood by the magazine. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in identification then went back to serving a customer. We stood at the front of the store. There was about ten hoi polloi in there, mainly men and a couple of cleaning lady. They paid no attention to us, concentrating on flicking through magazines or looking at the DVD's.

Sara whispered something in Jay's ear and a storm look came on her side. She listened then turned to present Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her wearing apparel and reaching under, pulled down her thong and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by several people in the workshop. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a client, not interfering.

Several people looked at Jay and gave her the once over. Jay's nipples were really pointing out of her dress and this was drawing a lot of care. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the side of Jay's attire to just above her genital organ ; The tightness of the dress holding it up, her slit lips clearly on show. She then took Jay by the handwriting and walked her slowly up the middle aisle while we followed a brusk distant behind. She would stop, peck up a vibrator and show it to Jay and as if they were on a convention shopping trip.

Several men and both women watched this, their center following Jay's buttocks as she moved up the aisle and a twosome of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, eyes clearly on her twat. The female child would take the air a few paces, stay, and admire more commodity, the crowd behind me and hand now getting grown as I heard whispered, complimentary voices. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the derriere shelf and, Jay bent over, parting her branch to slowly face at it. There was a clear pant from around us as her snatch and arse was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one side to give those behind us a better view, not letting them lapse me though. They walked a few more than paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her manus around Jay's arse then gripped a cheek, allowing her finger's breadth to accede the crack and rest against Jay's bunghole. Jay gave a little start but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to stay there and her fingerbreadth to caress the hollow with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crowd of about seven men and both women. They ignored me and Manus and slowly followed us as we followed the girls to the back of the computer storage where they turned into the S+M segment. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the gangway either side of us, the small crowd behind us moving quicker as me and hand sped our own pace up. We reached the end and saw Sara standing behind Jay facing us. Jay had the Vodka and took another big mouthful before returning it to Sara who had a sip then put it in her bag. Jay was stood, apparel hitched up, ramification apart and cunt on view. Sara slipped her manus around Jays neck then dropped down her forepart and slowly pulled the dress top down. Jay's breast came out and sat over the top of the dress, her tit big and excited. Sara reached around and squeezed both mamilla and rubbed both boob. Her fingers gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their helping hand either deep in their pouch or blatantly down the figurehead of their trousers, clearly gripping hard peter and rubbing, probable wishing they could find her tits or pussy.

Sara turned Jay to face the wall and bent her over, Jay holding on to the wall for support. Sara looked around and picked up a small crop. She held it up to the crowd with a questioning looking on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her choice. She tapped it on her hand a few multiplication, swished it through the air then stood to one side of Jay and hit her gently on her keister. Jay gave a little pant and a tug and moved her body slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a small harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasps getting a little louder as her arse started to move around red with each solidus. She hit her again and again, getting operose each metre, louder gasps starting to arrive from Jay as the precipitous sting of botheration became apparent. Sara then took a big lilt and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her soundbox against the wall, her hand shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening arse cheek and whispered something in her ear.

She slowly stood Jay up, turned her around and kissed her, their tongues becoming evident to all watching as they switched from face to side and the hugging became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's apparel top, her tits now on show along with John Jay. They were slightly smaller but perfectly round without being imitation and small, erect nipples hat I noticed were pierced with humble gang running through them. Jay leaned down and took a nipple in her mouth devising Sara yelp with joy as she sucked it hard and nibbled gently with her tooth. She tugged on the anchor ring, stretching the mammilla out and Sara gave out a yelp. Jay moved her mouth and teeth to the former tit and did the Same, Sara holding Jay read/write head in place, headway back and eyes broad shut in pleasure as Jay moved from pap to nipple with her teeth and natural language, sucking and pulling on the tintinnabulation.

She moved her helping hand to under Sara's dress and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underclothes. Sara parted her legs to show her own bald cunt to the crowd as Jay began to rub the backtalk while forcing her spit back into Sara's mouth. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet puss and rubbed a couplet of times before entering a finger, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own finger into Sara, followed by another and finger fucked her as Sara added another fingerbreadth to her own. Both girls were stood, legs encompassing apart and finger fucking each other in wide opinion of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other helping hand around John Jay arse and, judging by Jays reaction of a jump, had pushed a digit in her fanny. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her relieve manus, let out a yell and came, squirting over Sara's fingers as she did so, droplets flicking on to the flooring and their skid. Her legs shook with the spasms and she yelled out several times as her organic structure shook before retracting her fingers from Sara's cunt and collapsed to kneel on the floor, puffing to get her breath back.

The crowd around us then did something unexpected. They started clapping and there was a few cheers. Jay looked up, her whisker tousled over her face, smiled, and then began to laugh, along with Sara who helped her to her fundament. Sara held her hand and they both gave a theatrical performance bow to the applauding and appreciative crowd.

"Thank you,"Sara said between jest, her free helping hand presenting Jay to the crowd."You've been a great crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her garb to cover herself as Jay did the Saami and said to the crowd smiling as they became soundless,

"I didn't know she would cum so agile,"indicating Jay with her pollex, who was running her finger's breadth through her hair to square away it."But that's all for today. It's a shame you don't have any gloryholes here otherwise the display would continue."

"But, we do,"said one of the cleaning woman in the crew. A short, very attractive young blonde missy, with stick blueing oculus, who was obviously with the only other woman in the store. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a tranquillize and somewhat hinder vocalisation,

"A ally told me."

"Where is this place, sweetheart ?"Sara asked approaching the now embarrassed girl.

The fille looked around at the listening crowd and said,

"It's a small place, recently opened. Not many multitude know about it because of sex police and all that. It's next to an old peep show not far from here. There's a red doorway with a Bell. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay thirty cud and stick as long as you want. char go disengage. It has about ten John Wilkes Booth, quite narrow, but long with porn on a CRT screen. There's a modest cinema in there with a few lounge and futons and they sell soft crapulence and bite. Not many woman go there but always plenty of horny men…"

She looked around at the crowd who were now taking a big interest group in what she was saying before adding,

"…apparently."

Sara lent forward and gave her a kiss on the buttock and said,"Thank you gorgeous."

The girl replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to deliver the kiss, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the rim. Sara didn't react at the fortuity. She leaned forward and kissed the girl on the backtalk, slowly and tenderly. The girls eye widened at the touch of Sara's lips and I'm sure she went to cover as her sass started to open, her glossa perched but was bought back to the worldly concern when she realised everyone was watching, the miss with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to face at some anal beading. She looked up at me again and our eyes met. She stayed looking up at me and was starting to smile when her friend took the string of beads off her, reminding her that those were not what they had gone in here for, took her by the script and led her away.

I watched her go. She was beautiful. Naturally beautiful. As she reached the far end of the gangway she briefly looked back at me and smiled before leaving. I was bought out of my reverie by Sara who turned to me and asked,

"Do you experience this home ? This peep display ?"

"I think so,"I replied, trying to remember the peek appearance of my younker and their locations.

Sara took Jay's handwriting and said,"Let's go."

As we went to leave the shop, the market keeper stopped me and slipped me a posting.

"Great show mate,"he said smiling, having apparently watched it on CCTV."Your friend asked me if it would be sanction and I'm always fine with affair like that. On the card is my number. I sometimes help people out, match and that, who want some filming done. pass me a shout if you and the misses ever phantasy doing one, for yourselves of course."

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the circuit board.

We left the shop and I led them to where I thought the peep appearance was, a short walk away. The peep display was unresolved, a big elderly woman was sat behind a retort, reading a cartridge clip just in the doorway, ready to supply change to the punters. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a chime sat in the center and a CCTV television camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in region seven, cumming soon .