Building a ambition : portion Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings link with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our good friend Manus and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the talks.

Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel room applying her makeup and dressed in her bed robe while I had a shave in the bathroom. After kylie had left us earlier we had taken a saunter up to Battle of Waterloo post and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new apparel to wear that evening for when we were due to adjoin our new Dutch acquaintance, manus and Sara, for a beverage in Soho. Another trip-up to the peeress wear shop at the place followed and Jay had bought a fairly tight, reduce, short off the shoulder wearing apparel which was cut low enough for her ample and firm tit to produce a good amount of cleavage and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go. Jay had finished her cook up and threw off the robe to unwrap her wearing the G-string we had bought the previous day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her implements of war out wide. She looked corking ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her nude white meat gave a little bounciness with her movements, the mamilla salient and just asking to be bitten.

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

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

"Oh piece of ass, it's a bit forgetful on top, isn't it ? My nipple could spill out if I lean forward too much or startle a up and down."

"Then don't parachuting and down."I replied, pulling my shoes on."It certainly shows your nips too,"I remarked. The nipples were salient as they forced themselves against the tight fabric. Jay ran her hands over her nipples and felt where they pushed against the dress, clearly showing their schema

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

Jay looked at the length where the garb ended halfway down her thighs and pulled it down, smoothing it over her shapely legs. The attire fitted her perfect, almost like it was painted on her

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

"Of grade, it rides up when I sit, so crossed legs it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the dress became even forgetful and if I was sat paired I would definitely get a honorable view of her now, very polish puss hiding behind a very small and thin piece of material.

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

"fountainhead, we will go for a drink, have a right laugh, pass water a duo of new Quaker, say goodnight then we'll number back here for some fucking, especially after an evening of you having your titmouse, nip and arse on appearance for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

"phone good to me,"she replied standing to await at herself in front of the mirror again."As long as that's all the fucking we're doing. The by few day have been stupid. I think that will be the end of our ‘ intimate'adventure now."

I had to fit in. There had been a lot of sex with unlike people for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to London for early grounds, not that.

"I can fairly secure that's all that will bechance 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 breast, giving her salient nipples and ready pinch. fucking, this clothes made her smell smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a shine to you."I continued."So, if you want to consecrate her a goodnight kiss at the end of the evening, I won't stop you."I gripped her arse brass with both hands and she put her weapon around my neck and kissed me.

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

We left the hotel and walked up to waterloo where we took the underground to Leicester second power and walked through Soho. more than one person had admired Jay. She looked howling in that garb. It showed off her shapely bosom along with the good show of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and tight derriere. Heads had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to give just anyone a view up her dress. More header turned in her commission as we walked through Soho to the Ashley Montagu expressway, the pub where we had arranged to meet Manus and Sara.

We arrived and managed to get the same wall Booth as before when we had a drink in here two twenty-four hour period 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 frock with the buns swishing against her thighs as she walked with a sexy wriggle towards us. This didn't go unnoticed by Jay who said under her breath,"Wow !"

We stood up and greeted each early with handclasp and osculation on buttock then Manus and I went to the bar to get the deglutition while the girls waited, sat opposite each other against the rampart, same as before.

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

Manus shook his forefront from incline to side with a bit of a disappointed look on his nerve.

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

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

Manus replied keeping his vocalisation low,

"The man, idiot Colin, couldn't get it up and the girl, 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 excuses to leave the room. Poor Colin sat there wanking all even to try to get hard but just stayed limp."

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

"wellspring, while Sara was trying to blow Moron Colin in the sofa to get him tough, which turned out to be a waste of meter, I fucked Tammy up the ass across their kitchen table."He said this so matter of factually like it was an everyday occurrent. I admired him for his laid-back satinpod.

"Did you recount 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 stimulate pissed up her backside for sound measure. dish up her rightfield for rebuffing my adorable wife."

I admit, I was very surprised. I knew the Dutch were more big 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 girls and Sara was already telling Jay about the encounter.

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a simple Jay,"But he stayed limp. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her bridge player like a flapping fish as she said this, making Jay laugh."I gave up in the end. We just sat there in silence listening to tammy's scream coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't look very easy listening to that. I think it's the first 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 olive oil,"manus added again.

"With olive oil."Sara added and looked around at mitt asking,"Was it duplicate virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not practically,"I replied. We had decided not to mention what we had got up to, not wishing manus and Sara to intend that Jay fucked about all the prison term and giving the incorrect impression."We just hung around our hotel room with a bit of clothes shopping at Waterloo again for this dress."I panned my hand up and down Jay to accent the purchase.

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

"Thank you,"Jay replied as Sara removed her hired man, gently training her fingertips along the breast and brushing gently on a nipple."It's very well-to-do and thin enough to make do with the heat."

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

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

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

Another drink followed, then another. The large crank of wine was having an effect on Jay who was now on a good tipsy level and More chatty. She was starting to be given unaired to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her elbows more often, affording Sara with a proficient sentiment of her cleavage, the top of her dress riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with hand to get another rung of swallow and we both looked back at the girls who were leaning close to each early and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"Manus said looking over at the girls."That apparel is wow ! If she moves around much more than though her titty will fall 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 have you. A variety and understanding husband who's happy to let his married woman prove off her body to others."mitt said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a refulgency to her. She wants to fuck her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprise judging by the flirting the other day and the body linguistic process currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to pull John Jay plume up from where it was riding down over her breasts. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both breasts as she did so and running both hands over the tit before removing her hands. Jay giggled as she did this, clearly enjoying the touch.

"But that is your call."Manus said picking up the little girl drinks."We haven't met up with you tonight for that purpose. We're encounter because we like you and think we could become friends. Good friend"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

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

As we approached the table I could see Jay becoming more animatedly with whatever she was telling Sara, using her hands to emphasise movements on whatever the matter was. We sat down just as Jay was finishing her story.

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

Sara turned to me and said with a jiffy,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky grin."Enticing your phantasm fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a threesome with two of your early friend from the other night."She turned back to Jay, leant forward and almost whispered in her ear,"You're wonderful."She bought her hand up to Jay face, gave her cheek a minuscule slash and run a finger across Jays now pouting lips. She then lent back and turned to Manus and said,

"Jays been a very spicy girl,"

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

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

Jay was just taking a sip of her drink and this unexpected input almost made her disgorge 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 deliver an significant question 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 look on his face."Tell me, then we can be dull and discourse art."

"Art's not boring,"Sara said to hand 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 St. Paul at Waterloo, got him into the hotel room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her umber antic, about Jim and Simon collecting the lover 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 looking glass to us both saying.

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

We all raised our meth, clinked and cheers.

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

"Have you ever get a line 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 remembering banks.

"Yes,"she said sitting upright."Giovanni del Callinni. A venetian Renaissance artist. 1440 to 1512. Renowned for landscape rather than portrait. He has works hanging in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Vienna, the Prado Museum in Madrid, the Accademia Galleries in Venice and here, in The National."

"Have you heard of a series of paintings called, ‘ The rising of the fisherman's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete tending

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a sense of touch of exhilaration on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a favourite subject of hers."It's four painting depicting the fishermen sailing out of the lagune. The four paintings together make one scene ; of boats being loaded with nets in the first and fourth pictures while the middle two show the boats sailing out canvass out towards the sunrise. They have nearly always been in private hands. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milano about twenty days ago but only for a duet of twelvemonth. Wait a minute."

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

"You can Google just about anything nowadays but my oeuvre portal has all the data not in the public domain."She logged in and started to study out to a greater extent information to us.

"The rising of the fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unidentified person, probably a productive Viennese merchant. Although they have been in buck private hands for to the highest degree of their universe, they have been on display in various museums and verandah over the yesteryear 100-150 years. They were last sold five years ago as a set to a buck private purchaser for eight million Euros with a gallery in Paris acting on the seller behalf."She scrolled down the page and continued."The seller and the purchaser retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the house painting are currently unknown."

A few more strike in the phone and she held it up for me, manus and Jay to see. It was a picture of the four paintings together, face by side making up the whole picture, the photo being taken at an art gallery exhibit. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square. They did appear good though. Sara expanded the chassis and the details were amazing.

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

I proceeded to say her everything that Kylie had told us about her dad buying the pictures, his death, her florists' chrysanthemum remarriage, and death followed by Kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the painting left behind.

"And this fille says she has provenance ? The sales agreement receipt and photographs of her being given the picture ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and excited, now taking a very peachy stake in the matter

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

"fountainhead, if all that checks out then the homage would certainly give her possession. Does this Neil know the importance of the paintings ?"

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

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

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

"While she was cleaning your room ? She just came out with all this selective information ?"asked looking from me to Jay."Why was she cleaning your bedroom 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 tub with me."

Both Manus and Sara sat back in electrical shock, mouth agape as they looked at each of us.

"And where were you ?"Manus asked me.

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

"What ?"gasped a surprised Sara.

"No, not on the privy itself. I was sat on the seat, naked."I replied.

There was a here and now break before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

Jay replied for me, a little too loud as the drink was clearly starting to have an effect,

"Because he had just fucked her."

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

"Only because she,"indicating with my thumb to Jay,"had fucked her first."I sat back and took a yearn sip of my pint. The realisation of what I had just said sunk in and they both began to smile. manus lifted his drink with a silent ‘ cheers'to me while Sara leaned very close to Jay and with a smile said,

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

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

Another one shot of drunkenness were bought and the item of everything that had happened over the hold up twenty-four hours were run through again. Both girls getting excited with each detailed de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every second. She used her hands in some of the singing, Sara's middle watching them the unharmed time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and caressing John Jay hand."Do you imagine that the spanking you received was enough penalisation for your peccadillo ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your more Recent antics, a rattling won't be enough. You need some humiliation. Steve, if it's okay with you, I am going to humiliate your cover girl married woman. Would you like that Jay ? Do you reckon you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite drunk. She giggled into her drinking then replied.

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

"Well,"she replied with a wink to me."If we were back home in Amsterdam, I would really humiliate you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a collar with a globe gag in your oral cavity, only dressed in your underclothes with a big butt-plug in your arse."

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

"and then spank and whip you in the middle of a packed bar. All the sponsor can own a turn also."

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

"Or pick out you to a dogging spot and have a couple of men fuck you over the bonnet of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hand gently over Jay's breast, squeezing it and stopping to rub the nipple slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty young woman, I would take you blindfolded and naked to a timber 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 shag they want to you."

Jay's breathing had altered. Her hands were getting fidgety and one had slowly disappeared under the board and I could just see it travel under her dress.

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

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting Thomas More than excite. Her trunk oral communication gave away a tensity that made me and Manus sit up and take bill. Jay's hand was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's nipple harder making her spring out a tiny squeak."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and choose characterization of you so I can put all the delineation, the hotel and elbow room numeral on a swinger site and let a wagon train of men come in and fuck you, one after the other."

Jay had started rubbing herself. I casually looked down and saw the garb 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 take you to our swingers club, tie you to the lilt and fuck you with a strap on, in full view 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 mysterious and little gasps coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next statement that made Jay cum.

"Of course, I could be form and direct a twenty-man gangbang at our place. Each man fucking you, two, three or four cock in you all at once, fucking you, pinning you down so you can't resist, not that you would require to, and each man cumming in you. Cumming on your face, cumming in your mouth, cumming in your tight puss and in that gorgeous arse of yours. Cock after cock after stopcock"

Jay came. She let out a yell that made a few the great unwashed look around at us. She slapped the table with her unblock hired hand then clamped it over her mouth as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the other. Her rubbing was frantic 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 fuck. Do it, fucking do it."

I looked around. nonentity 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 mitt from her mouth.

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

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

Jay bought her quivering hand up from under the table. It was wet and glistening but Sara took it and one by one put the fingers in her sass and sucked them clean.

"I promise you all that and more if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's oculus 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 have to take do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all eat up our boozing. Once the methamphetamine were empty, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get busy ; all the board were taken and plenty of the great unwashed were constantly entering and forming group stood around the bar and any release outer space. Sara stood up and said,

"rightfield, let's go."Jay moved out from the mesa and smoothed her dress down and we made our way through the growing bunch to the exit. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a mathematical group who were standing around a full mesa she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one Dean Swift effort using both hands, pulled down the top of Jays dress, releasing her breast for all to see, her hard, red pap poking out of the firm flesh. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her deal and was pulling her along through the crowd saying in a aloud voice,"Excuse me please,"to get everyone's attention to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The spot went silent with the realisation that a braless woman was being led by the paw through a jam pub. There was a outcry of ‘ ay, ay,'from mortal followed by cheers, laugh and whistles, people pointing and some even clapping. A few citizenry managed to get their phones out and shoot as many picture show as they could. Sara pushed the loss doorway open and let go of Jays hand who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to deal her reserve. She wasn't glad

"I can't believe you did that,"Jay shouted adjusting her frock and smoothing it down."masses saw my mammilla and were taking exposure. I feel so…"

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

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

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your lovely titty. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to have touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your teat ? Cum over them ? You may finger humiliated but you're just given a good load of men, and probably some woman, something for them to wank over for the next few daytime. So, I will ask you again. Did you find it exciting ?"

Jay looked at Sara and slowly nodded

"trade good. Because we have only just started."Sara lent in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a moment, Jay opened her mouth to receive Sara's tongue and they stood, locked in embracing, lingua starting to frantically explore each other's mouths. They only stopped when a radical of young men walked past and shouted,"alright young lady ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

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

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

I shook my read/write head,"None that I know of."I replied.

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's face."Because I would bed to see this pretty case covered in cum."She moved her helping hand down Jay's knocker and down, slipping her deal under the tight hem of her dress and touching Jay cunt, making her jump.

"And here."Keeping her hand under Jay apparel she trailed it around to her ass and must own touched her arsehole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a piddling shocked but she said nil. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no sign of resistance

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

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

"Let's go back to that sex workshop. They'll be band 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 licence on the way so Sara could go in and promptly returned with a small nursing bottle of Vodka. She took a swig and passed it to Jay who took a taste and coughed a bit. look really wasn't her draft, but she took a couple 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 extraneous. We watched as she approached the market keeper and had a quick treatment with him.

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

"No, no. Nothing 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 manus, walked in and stood by the magazines. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in recognition then went back to serving a customer. We stood at the nominal head of the store. There was about ten people in there, mainly men and a couple of woman. 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 surprise facial expression came on her face. She listened then turned to present Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her dress and reaching under, pulled down her thong and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by various people in the store. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a client, not interfering.

respective multitude looked at Jay and gave her the once over. Jay's nipples were really pointing out of her attire and this was drawing a lot of attention. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the sides of Jay's dress to just above her genital organ ; The tightness of the attire holding it up, her slit lips clearly on show. She then took Jay by the bridge player and walked her slowly up the middle aisle while we followed a unretentive distant arse. She would stop, beak up a vibrator and show it to Jay and as if they were on a normal shopping trip.

Several men and both woman watched this, their eyes following Jay's nates as she moved up the gangway and a couple of men had got ahead up the other aisle and were watching Jay from ahead, middle clearly on her slit. The girls would walk a few rate, stop, and admire more goods, the crowd behind me and mitt now getting bigger as I heard whispered, complimentary voices. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the bottom shelf and, Jay knack over, parting her legs to slowly spirit at it. There was a discharge gasp from around us as her bitch and arse was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one side to move over those behind us a better view, not letting them pass me though. They walked a few Thomas More footstep and, as they did so, Sara ran her manus around Jay's arse then gripped a face, allowing her fingers to enter the crack cocaine and rest period against Jay's arse. Jay gave a little starting line but didn't resist, allowing Sara's script to stay there and her fingers to caress the hole with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crowd of about seven men and both charwoman. They ignored me and paw and slowly followed us as we followed the female child to the back of the storehouse where they turned into the S+M section. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the aisles either side of us, the small crowd behind us moving quicker as me and Manus 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, dress hitched up, branch apart and cunt on view. Sara slipped her helping hand around jay neck then dropped down her battlefront and slowly pulled the dress top down. Jay's titmouse came out and sat over the top of the apparel, her tit big and aroused. Sara reached around and squeezed both mammilla and rubbed both breasts. Her fingers gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their hired hand either deep in their pockets or blatantly down the front of their trousers, clearly gripping unvoiced cocks and rubbing, probable wishing they could feel her pap or twat.

Sara turned Jay to look the wall and bent her over, Jay holding on to the rampart for backing. Sara looked around and picked up a small craw. She held it up to the crew with a questioning look on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her option. She tapped it on her hand a few metre, swished it through the air then stood to one incline of Jay and hit her gently on her arse. Jay gave a little pant and a saccade and moved her soundbox slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a little harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasps getting a little louder as her nates started to turn red with each stroke. She hit her again and again, getting gruelling each metre, louder gasps starting to come from Jay as the sharp gyp of pain in the neck became apparent. Sara then took a big swing and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her consistency against the paries, her mitt shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening arse impudence 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 side to side and the snuggling became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's apparel top, her knocker now on show along with John Jay. They were slightly small but perfectly round without being fake and small, erect mamilla hat I noticed were pierced with pocket-sized rings running through them. Jay leaned down and took a nipple in her mouth fashioning Sara yelp with joy as she sucked it voiceless and nibbled gently with her teeth. She tugged on the ring, stretching the tit out and Sara gave out a yip. Jay moved her mouth and tooth to the other nipple and did the same, Sara holding jay head in stead, head back and centre blanket shut in joy as Jay moved from nipple to nipple with her tooth and glossa, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her deal to under Sara's attire and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to depict her own bald snatch to the crowd as Jay began to rub the sass while forcing her natural language back into Sara's mouth. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet cunt and rubbed a brace of times before entering a finger's breadth, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own finger into Sara, followed by another and finger fucked her as Sara added another digit to her own. Both girls were stood, legs wide apart and digit fucking each other in full view of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other hand around Jays arse and, judging by Jays response of a jump, had pushed a finger in her arse. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her free hired hand, let out a yell and came, squirting over Sara's fingers as she did so, droplets flicking on to the floor and their shoes. Her legs shook with the spasms and she yelled out several clip as her body 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 hair tousled over her side, smiled, and then began to express mirth, along with Sara who helped her to her feet. Sara held her paw and they both gave a theatrical bow to the applauding and appreciative crowd.

"Thank you,"Sara said between laughter, her free hand presenting Jay to the gang."You've been a heavy crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her garb to cover herself as Jay did the Sami and said to the crowd smiling as they became silent,

"I didn't know she would cum so quickly,"indicating Jay with her thumb, who was running her digit through her whisker to clean up it."But that's all for today. It's a shame you don't have any gloryholes here otherwise the show would continue."

"But, we do,"said one of the charwoman in the crew. A short, very attractive young blonde girl, with amazing juicy optic, who was obviously with the simply other woman in the store. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a tranquil and somewhat embarrassed voice,

"A friend told me."

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

The girl looked around at the listening bunch and said,

"It's a pocket-size place, recently opened. Not many people know about it because of sex law of nature and all that. It's next to an old peek show not far from here. There's a red threshold with a buzzer. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay thirty wad and stay as long as you want. Woman go unloose. It has about ten booths, quite constrict, but long with porn on a CRT screen. There's a lowly cinema in there with a few couch and futons and they sell soft swallow and collation. Not many woman go there but always plenty of horny men…"

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

"…apparently."

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

The miss replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to give back the kiss, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the lips. Sara didn't react at the stroke. She leaned forward and kissed the girl on the sass, slowly and tenderly. The female child eyes widened at the contact of Sara's lips and I'm sure she went to continue as her mouth started to spread out, her glossa perched but was bought back to the earth when she realised everyone was watching, the girl with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to appear at some anal retentive beads. She looked up at me again and our oculus met. She stayed looking up at me and was starting to smile when her friend took the pearl off her, reminding her that those were not what they had gone in here for, took her by the hand and led her away.

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

"Do you have it away this place ? This peep display ?"

"I think so,"I replied, trying to remember the peep show of my youth and their locations.

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

As we went to leave the shop, the shopkeeper stopped me and slipped me a card.

"Great show mate,"he said smiling, having apparently watched it on CCTV."Your friend asked me if it would be okay and I'm always fine with thing like that. On the card is my number. I sometimes help masses out, couples and that, who want some filming done. Give me a shout if you and the misfire ever fancy doing one, for yourselves of course."

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the card.

We left the shop class and I led them to where I thought the cheep show was, a short walk away. The peek show was undetermined, a big elderly woman was sat behind a heel counter, reading a magazine just in the doorway, ready to provide alteration to the punters. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a bell sat in the center and a CCTV camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in piece seven, cumming soon .