Building a Dream : Part Six

Follows on a few hr after our dawn liaison 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 dialog.

Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel room applying her constitution and dressed in her bed gown while I had a shave in the bathroom. After Kylie had left us earlier we had taken a amble up to Waterloo station and had a collation to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new dress to have on that evening for when we were due to meet our new Dutch Friend, Manus and Sara, for a drinking in Soho. Another trip to the ladies wear workshop at the station followed and Jay had bought a fairly tight, sparse, short-change off the shoulder clothes which was cut low enough for her ample and house breasts to produce a skillful amount of segmentation and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the privy, dressed and ready to go. Jay had finished her induce up and threw off the robe to reveal her wearing the thong we had bought the late day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her weapons system out wide-eyed. She looked groovy ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her naked breasts gave a little leap with her movements, the nipples prominent and just asking to be bitten.

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

"Cheeky bugger,"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 fuck, it's a bit unawares on top, isn't it ? My tits could slop out if I lean forward too very much or jump a up and down."

"Then don't jump and down."I replied, pulling my shoes on."It certainly shows your nips too,"I remarked. The nipples were prominent as they forced themselves against the tight material. Jay ran her hired man over her nipples and felt where they pushed against the wearing apparel, clearly showing their outline

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

Jay looked at the duration where the dress ended halfway down her second joint and pulled it down, smoothing it over her shapely wooden leg. The dress fitted her perfect, 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 battlefront of the mirror, and admiring the eloquence over her bum. She sat on the bed and looked in the mirror again before commenting,

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

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the dress became even shorter and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a good view of her now, very still pussy hiding behind a very small and tenuous piece of music of material.

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

"Well, we will go for a drunkenness, have a undecomposed laugh, work a couple of new friends, say goodnight then we'll occur back here for some piece of tail, especially after an evening of you having your tits, flavour and arse on show for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

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

I had to harmonize. There had been a lot of sex with different people for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to London for other cause, not that.

"I can fairly guarantee 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 rose hip then up and over her boob, giving her large nipples and quick tweak. Fuck, this dress made her flavor smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a shine to you."I continued."So, if you want to give her a goodnight kiss at the end of the evening, I won't stoppage you."I gripped her butt cheeks with both hands and she put her blazon around my neck and kissed me.

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

We left the hotel and walked up to Battle of Waterloo where we took the tube to Leicester square toes and walked through Soho. More than one person had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that dress. It showed off her shapely titty along with the good showing of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and sloshed nates. pass had turned on the thermionic valve where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to break just anyone a perspective up her apparel. More heads turned in her direction as we walked through Soho to the Montagu Pike, the pub where we had arranged to meet Manus and Sara.

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

We stood up and greeted each other with handshakes and osculation on impudence then paw and I went to the bar to get the beverage while the girls waited, sat opposite each early against the rampart, same as before.

"How was your sports meeting the other nighttime ?"I asked Manus as the barmen made up our drinks order.

mitt shook his caput from side to side with a bit of a disappointed look on his face.

"Not particularly good."He replied, the Dutch dialect showing very strongly."I had a skilful enough clock time 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, Moron Colin, couldn't get it up and the little girl, tam, 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 result the elbow room. poor people Colin sat there wanking all eve to try to get hard but just stayed limp."

"So, what did you do."I asked picking up jay boastfully glass of wine.

"fountainhead, while Sara was trying to blow Moron Colin in the waiting area to get him hard, which turned out to be a waste of fourth dimension, I fucked Tammy up the arse across their kitchen table."He said this so affair of factually like it was an everyday natural event. 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 tooshie for thoroughly meter. Serve her right for rebuffing my lovely wife."

I admit, I was very surprised. 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 girls and Sara was already telling Jay about the encounter.

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a round-eyed Jay,"But he stayed hitch. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her deal 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 tam's screams coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't look very comfortable listening to that. I think it's the first prison term he's heard his wife getting fucked by another man and he didn't like it."

"Up the tail,"paw 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 Manus asking,"Was it superfluous Virgo the Virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not very much,"I replied. We had decided not to cite what we had got up to, not wishing hand and Sara to call back that Jay fucked about all the sentence and giving the incorrectly printing."We just hung around our hotel room with a bit of wearing apparel shopping at Waterloo again for this dress."I panned my hand up and down Jay to emphasise the purchase.

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

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

"That's commodity,"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 uneasy muteness followed.

I changed the national to what they were planning on doing during their visit to British capital. The conversation built up a catamenia and we were soon comparing all the attraction in and around Jack London where we had all visited.

Another drunkenness followed, then another. The large glasses of wine was having an impression on Jay who was now on a skillful tipsy level and to a greater extent chatty. She was starting to lean closemouthed to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her elbows more often, affording Sara with a good horizon of her cleavage, the top of her dress riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with Manus to get another round of beverage and we both looked back at the young woman who were leaning close to each early and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"paw said looking over at the lady friend."That dress is wow ! If she moves around much Sir Thomas More though her titties will flow 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 kind and understanding husband who's glad to let his married woman render off her soundbox to others."paw 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 judgement by the flirting the former day and the body nomenclature currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to perpetrate Jays clip up from where it was riding down over her breasts. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both white meat as she did so and running both hired man over the teat before removing her hands. Jay giggled as she did this, clearly enjoying the touch.

"But that is your call."mitt said picking up the girls drinkable."We haven't met up with you tonight for that purpose. We're group meeting because we like you and mean we could become friends. in effect Quaker"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

"I agree. I think we could all become upright friends."

As we approached the tabular array I could see Jay becoming more animatedly with whatever she was telling Sara, using her helping hand to underline crusade on whatever the subject was. We sat down just as Jay was finishing her story.

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

Sara turned to me and said with a New York minute,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky grin."Enticing your phantasma fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a leash with two of your early friends 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 John Jay expression, gave her cheek a diminished accident and run a finger across Jays now pouting lips. She then lent back and turned to paw and said,

"Jays been a very naughty girl,"

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

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

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

As much as I was enjoying the coquetry, I did induce an of import question for Sara

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

"hang 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 grinning still on her face.

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

"Art's not slow,"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 Paul at Waterloo, got him into the hotel elbow room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her chocolate whoremaster, about Jim and Herbert Alexander Simon collecting the fans and then how she had fucked them both. Manus sat listening intently throughout, clearly enjoying the de***********ions of what had been done to Jay.

When Jay finished, paw 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 trash, clinked and cheers.

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

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

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

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

"Have you heard of a series of house painting called, ‘ The uprising of the Fisherman's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete aid

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of turmoil on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a ducky subject of hers."It's four paintings depicting the fisher sailing out of the lagune. The four painting together make one fit ; of boats being loaded with meshwork in the kickoff and 4th flick while the middle two show the boat sailing out sheet out towards the sunrise. They have nearly always been in individual handwriting. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milano about twenty years ago but only for a couple of years. look a minute."

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

"You can Google just about anything nowadays but my work vena portae has all the information not in the public domain."She logged in and started to say out to a greater extent information to us.

"The insurrection of the Fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unknown person, probably a robust Viennese merchant. Although they have been in private hands for virtually of their macrocosm, they have been on display in various museums and veranda over the past 100-150 yr. They were last sold five years ago as a set to a private buyer for eight million Euros with a drift in Paris acting on the Sellers behalf."She scrolled down the pageboy and continued."The seller and the vendee retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the paintings are currently unknown."

A few more taps in the earphone and she held it up for me, mitt and Jay to see. It was a picture of the four picture together, slope by side making up the whole ikon, the photograph being taken at an art gallery show. They looked pocket-size than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square. They did see good though. Sara expanded the frame and the details were amazing.

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

I proceeded to tell her everything that kiley had told us about her dad buying the pictures, his Death, her ma remarriage, and death followed by Kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the picture left behind.

"And this daughter says she has provenience ? The sale receipt and photo of her being given the house painting ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and charge up, now taking a very keen interest in the matter

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

"Well, if all that checks out then the Margaret Court would certainly give her ownership. 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 accord.

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

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

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

"I wasn't in the bedroom ; 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 way ?"Asked Manus.

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

Both mitt and Sara sat back in shock, mouths agape as they looked at each of us.

"And where were you ?"hand asked me.

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

"What ?"gasped a surprised Sara.

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

There was a second pause 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 blow out of the water feel on both of their faces as they took in this information. They sat, mouths open, probably trying to think of what to say. I had to say something in my defence reaction so I stated,

"Only because she,"indicating with my thumb to Jay,"had fucked her first."I sat back and took a farsighted 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 mum ‘ cheers'to me while Sara leaned very close to Jay and with a grinning said,

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

We ended up telling them the unanimous narrative of how we had both fucked Kylie and how we had set her up for a date with Paul the following eve when we would act as chaperones.

Another round of drinks were bought and the details of everything that had happened over the last twenty-four time of day were run through again. Both girls getting shake up with each detailed de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every s. She used her hands in some of the telling, Sara's eyes watching them the completely time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and caressing Jays hand."Do you think that the spanking you received was enough punishment for your indiscretions ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your Thomas More recent antic, a brisk won't be enough. You need some humiliation. Steve, if it's okay with you, I am going to mortify your pin-up wife. Would you like that Jay ? Do you call up you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite wino. She giggled into her drinkable 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 tone,"What do you have 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 top you around the streets on a dog collar 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 pack bar. All the frequenter can consume a turn also."

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

"Or postulate you to a dogging smirch and have a duad of men fuck you over the poke bonnet of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hired man gently over Jay's titty, squeezing it and stopping to rub the mammilla slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty girlfriend, I would take you blindfolded and naked to a timber we know, one that has a repute for doggers and sexual deviant, and tie your deal around the stem of a very magnanimous tree and leave you there so anyone can get along along and do whatever the fuck they want to you."

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

"They'll all fuck you but I reckon a match will piss over that pretty facial expression of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting more than excited. Her body language gave away a tension that made me and mitt sit up and take notification. Jay's hand was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's nipple harder making her give out a tiny squeaker."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and film image of you so I can put all the pictures, 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 jerk off without anyone notice.

"Or maybe I would read you to our swingers club, tie you to the golf shot and shtup you with a strap on, in full vista 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 mystifying and footling gasp coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the adjacent statement that made Jay cum.

"Of course, I could be form and prepare a twenty-man gangbang at our stead. Each man fucking you, two, three or four cocks 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 case, cumming in your sassing, cumming in your tight pussycat and in that gorgeous tail of yours. pecker after turncock after dick"

Jay came. She let out a yell that made a few mass look around at us. She slapped the table with her give up bridge player then clamped it over her lip as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the former. Her rubbing was delirious and the three of us watched and waited as she completed her, not too obvious, wanking.

"Oh fuck,"she said from under her helping hand as she finished cumming"Oh screw, oh fuck. Do it, fucking do it."

I looked around. cipher 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 backtalk.

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

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

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

"I promise you all that and more if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's heart were across-the-board 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 make do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all land up our crapulence. Once the glasses were evacuate, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get engaged ; all the tables were taken and mess of multitude were constantly entering and forming chemical group stood around the bar and any free distance. 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 crowds to the exit. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a group who were standing around a wide-cut table she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift move using both hands, pulled down the top of Jays frock, releasing her tits for all to see, her intemperate, red mamilla poking out of the firm flesh. Jay went to cut across herself but Sara had grabbed her hand and was pulling her along through the crowd saying in a tawdry voice,"Excuse me please,"to bring everyone's attention to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The place went silent with the realization that a topless woman was being led by the hand through a packed pub. There was a shout of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by cheers, laughter and whistles, mass pointing and some even clapping. A few hoi polloi managed to get their phones out and snap as many pictures as they could. Sara pushed the loss door open air and let go of Jays handwriting who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to cover her modestness. She wasn't happy

"I can't believe you did that,"Jay shouted adjusting her dress and smoothing it down."People saw my teat and were taking pictures. I feel so…"

"Humiliated ?"asked Sara as she approached and put her arms 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 adorable titties. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to birth touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your nipples ? Cum over them ? You may feel humiliated but you're just given a just payload of men, and probably some women, something for them to wank over for the next few sidereal day. So, I will ask you again. Did you find it exciting ?"

Jay looked at Sara and slowly nodded

"good. Because we have only just started."Sara Lententide in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a moment, Jay opened her sassing to welcome Sara's glossa and they stood, locked in embrace, tongues starting to frantically explore each early's sass. They only stopped when a group of Edward Young men walked past and shouted,"alright fille ?"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 capitulum,"None that I know of."I replied.

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's face."Because I would screw to see this reasonably expression covered in cum."She moved her script down Jay's boob and down, slipping her paw under the pissed hem of her dress and touching Jays cunt, making her jump.

"And here."keeping her hand under Jays apparel she trailed it around to her arse and must birth touched her asshole because she continued,"And here."

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

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

"We need some very ruttish deviant,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. quite a little of people were out and about enjoying the warm summer 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 lots of perverts in there."

I looked at Jay who shrugged her berm 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 bottle of Vodka. She took a swig and passed it to Jay who took a mouthful and coughed a bit. Spirits really wasn't her tipple, but she took a twain more, building up courage for whatever was about to find, I assumed

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

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

"No, no. nil 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 hand, walked in and stood by the clip. The tradesman recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in acknowledgement then went back to serving a client. We stood at the figurehead of the stock. There was about ten people in there, mainly men and a brace of cleaning 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 feel came on her typeface. She listened then turned to face 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 several people in the shop. The storekeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a client, not interfering.

respective 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 sides of Jay's dress to just above her genitalia ; The closeness of the apparel holding it up, her pussy sass clearly on display. She then took Jay by the hand and walked her slowly up the middle aisle while we followed a dead distant backside. She would terminate, pick up a vibrator and show it to Jay and as if they were on a normal shopping trip.

Several men and both women watched this, their eye following Jay's arse as she moved up the gangway and a twain of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, eyes clearly on her bitch. The lady friend would take the air a few stride, stop, and admire more goods, the crowd behind me and Manus now getting larger as I heard whispered, free voices. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the bottom shelf and, Jay bent-grass over, parting her legs to slowly facial expression at it. There was a take in gasp from around us as her cunt and prat was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one incline to give those behind us a better sentiment, not letting them run me though. They walked a few more than paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her hand around Jay's arse then gripped a buttock, allowing her finger's breadth to get into the wisecrack and eternal rest against Jay's asshole. Jay gave a little startle but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to stay there and her fingerbreadth to caress the hole with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crew of about seven men and both char. They ignored me and manus and slowly followed us as we followed the missy to the back of the store where they turned into the S+M incision. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the aisle either side of us, the minuscule crowd behind us moving quicker as me and Manus sped our own tempo 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, pegleg apart and cunt on view. Sara slipped her hands around Jays neck then dropped down her front line and slowly pulled the dress top down. Jay's nipple came out and sat over the top of the attire, her nipples big and wound up. Sara reached around and squeezed both nipples and rubbed both breasts. Her finger gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their hands either rich in their pockets or blatantly down the front of their trouser, clearly gripping concentrated peter and rubbing, probable wishing they could experience her teat or cunt.

Sara turned Jay to face up the rampart and bent-grass her over, Jay holding on to the rampart for support. Sara looked around and picked up a minuscule craw. She held it up to the gang with a questioning face on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her option. She tapped it on her paw a few times, swished it through the air then stood to one face of Jay and hit her gently on her rump. Jay gave a little pant and a jerk and moved her body 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 arse started to release red with each stroke. She hit her again and again, getting harder each clock time, louder pant starting to derive from Jay as the sharp sting of pain became apparent. Sara then took a big swing and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her body against the wall, her bridge player shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening rear impertinence 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 caressing became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's clothes top, her tits now on show along with Jays. They were slightly smaller but perfectly round without being fake and small, erect nipples hat I noticed were pierced with minuscule pack running through them. Jay leaned down and took a mammilla in her mouth fashioning Sara yelping with joy as she sucked it backbreaking and nibbled gently with her teeth. She tugged on the ring, stretching the teat out and Sara gave out a yelp. Jay moved her mouth and teeth to the other pap and did the same, Sara holding Jay forefront in place, head back and eyes across-the-board shut in pleasance as Jay moved from pap to nipple with her teeth and tongue, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her paw to under Sara's attire and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to demo her own bald cunt to the bunch as Jay began to rub the lips while forcing her tongue back into Sara's mouth. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet cunt and rubbed a couple 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 finger to her own. Both girls were stood, legs wide apart and finger fucking each other in full view of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other hand around Jays arse and, judging by John Jay reaction of a jump, had pushed a finger in her butt. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her discharge mitt, let out a shout and came, squirting over Sara's fingers as she did so, droplets flicking on to the floor and their shoe. Her stage shook with the spasms and she yelled out several times as her body shook before retracting her finger's breadth from Sara's cunt and collapsed to kneel on the floor, puffing to get her breathing spell back.

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

"Thank you,"Sara said between laughs, her free handwriting presenting Jay to the crowd."You've been a corking crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her apparel to encompass herself as Jay did the same and said to the bunch smiling as they became still,

"I didn't know she would cum so quick,"indicating Jay with her pollex, who was running her fingers through her hair to tidy it."But that's all for today. It's a disgrace you don't have any gloryholes here otherwise the appearance would continue."

"But, we do,"said one of the woman in the crowd. A shortsighted, very attractive young blonde miss, with amazing blue heart, who was obviously with the only early woman in the shop. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a restrained 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 hearing crowd and said,

"It's a modest place, recently opened. Not many people know about it because of sex Pentateuch and all that. It's adjacent to an old peep display not far from here. There's a red door with a bell. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay XXX quid pro quo and stay as long as you want. cleaning woman go gratis. It has about ten booths, quite narrow, but long with porn on a sieve. There's a small-scale cinema in there with a few couches and futons and they sell cushy crapulence and snack. Not many woman go there but always lot of horny men…"

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

"…apparently."

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

The girl replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to fall the kiss, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the lips. Sara didn't react at the accident. She leaned forward and kissed the girl on the lips, slowly and tenderly. The girls eyes widened at the signature of Sara's lips and I'm for certain she went to preserve as her backtalk started to open, her spit 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 look at some anal pearl. She looked up at me again and our center met. She stayed looking up at me and was starting to smile when her friend took the beads 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 reverie by Sara who turned to me and asked,

"Do you jazz this property ? This peep show ?"

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

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

As we went to entrust the shop, the storekeeper stopped me and slipped me a visiting card.

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

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the card.

We left the shop and I led them to where I thought the peep display was, a short-circuit walk away. The peep display was clear, a big senior charwoman was sat behind a counterpunch, reading a powder magazine just in the room access, make to issue variety to the wagerer. The red, anon. room access to the gloryholes was to the right, a bell sat in the midriff and a CCTV camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in part seven, cumming soon .