Building a Dream : theatrical role Six

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

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 promenade up to Waterloo station and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new dress to fag that evening for when we were due to meet our new Dutch friends, Manus and Sara, for a drink in Soho. Another trip to the ladies wear shop at the station followed and Jay had bought a fairly stiff, thin, short off the shoulder joint dress which was cut low enough for her ample and firm breasts to produce a effective total of segmentation and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and gear up to go. Jay had finished her construct up and threw off the gown to reveal her wearing the G-string we had bought the previous day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her arms out wide. She looked great ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her naked breasts gave a little bounciness with her movements, the nipples large and just asking to be bitten.

"I do go for 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 boob. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a step of surprisal

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

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

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

Jay looked at the length where the dress ended halfway down her second joint and pulled it down, smoothing it over her shapely legs. The dress fitted her perfect tense, almost like it was painted on her

"Yeah, but it's tight so won't flare pass up, not like my niggling 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 crossed stage it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the attire became even little and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a good view of her now, very smoothen pussy hiding behind a very modest and thin piece of textile.

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

"well, we will go for a deglutition, have a good laugh, make a couplet of new friends, say goodnight then we'll come back here for some ass, especially after an evening of you having your tits, nips and arse on show for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

"audio sound to me,"she replied standing to look at herself in front line of the mirror again."As long as that's all the shtup we're doing. The past few solar day have been stupid person. I think that will be the end of our ‘ intimate'escapade now."

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

"I can fairly ensure 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 hip joint then up and over her breasts, giving her prominent nipples and quick tweak. Fuck, this clothes made her feel 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 eventide, I won't closure you."I gripped her arsehole cheeks with both hands and she put her arms around my neck and kissed me.

"Ah, you're so heedful,"she jokingly said before letting go to put her brake shoe on.

We left the hotel and walked up to Waterloo where we took the tube to Leicester lame and walked through SoHo. more than than one person had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that dress. It showed off her shapely breast along with the good display of segmentation and her fine, shapely leg and nasty arse. Heads had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to feed just anyone a eyeshot up her dress. More heads turned in her direction as we walked through Soho to the Montagu freeway, the pub where we had arranged to meet Manus and Sara.

We arrived and managed to get the same rampart booth as before when we had a drinkable in here two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. 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 fathom swishing against her thigh as she walked with a sexy squirm towards us. This didn't go unnoticed by Jay who said under her breath,"Wow !"

We stood up and greeted each other with handshakes and kiss on brass then hand and I went to the bar to get the boozing while the girl waited, sat polar each other against the rampart, same as before.

"How was your sports meeting the other night ?"I asked paw as the barkeeper made up our drinks order.

Manus shook his head from slope to side with a bit of a disappointed look on his face.

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

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

paw replied keeping his vocalism low,

"The man, Moron Colin, couldn't get it up and the girlfriend, 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 people Colin sat there wanking all evening to try to get unvoiced but just stayed limp."

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

"wellspring, while Sara was trying to blow half-wit Colin in the lounge to get him intemperately, which turned out to be a barren of time, I fucked Tammy up the arse across their kitchen table."He said this so topic of factually like it was an everyday occurrence. I admired him for his laid-back Lunaria annua.

"Did you narrate 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 sustain pissed up her can for soundly measuring rod. Serve her right for rebuffing my endearing wife."

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

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a childlike Jay,"But he stayed limp. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her manus 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-o'-shanter's scream 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 nates,"manus corrected her."I fucked her up the arse."

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

"With olive oil,"hand added again.

"With Olea europaea oil."Sara added and looked around at Manus asking,"Was it extra virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not much,"I replied. We had decided not to refer what we had got up to, not wishing manus and Sara to believe that Jay fucked about all the time 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 bridge player up and down Jay to accent the purchase.

"It's lovely,"Sara said to Jay, slowly reaching her hand across and stroking the slim material just to the side of Jay breast."It's so placid, and thin and it shows you off a treat."She said this looking directly at where the form of jay teat 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 nipple."It's very comfortable and thin enough to cope with the heat."

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

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

I changed the field of study 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 attractions in and around London where we had all visited.

Another drink followed, then another. The large glassful of wine was having an upshot on Jay who was now on a good tipsy level and more 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 vista 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 drinks and we both looked back at the girls who were leaning close to each other and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"Manus 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 have you. A kind and discernment hubby who's happy to let his married woman show off her body to others."Manus said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a shine to her. She wants to make out her, you know ?"

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

"But that is your call."Manus said picking up the girls drinks."We haven't met up with you tonight for that intent. We're meeting because we like you and think we could become friends. Good admirer"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

"I agree. I think we could all get honest 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 issue was. We sat down just as Jay was finishing her story.

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

Sara turned to me and said with a wink,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky grin."Enticing your phantom fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a ternary 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 Jays face, gave her cheek a minuscule separatrix and run a finger across jay now pouting mouth. She then lent back and turned to Manus and said,

"John Jay been a very spicy girl,"

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

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

Jay was just taking a sip of her drink and this unexpected comment 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 dalliance, I did have an important interrogative for Sara

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

"knack 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 smiling still on her face.

"No, no. I want to get it on now."He replied, a playful sulking smell on his fount."William Tell me, then we can be dull and discuss art."

"Art's not boring,"Sara said to Manus correcting him. Turning to Jay she said,"But he will pout unless you tell him."

Jay repeated her fib that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Alice Paul at Waterloo, got him into the hotel room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her chocolate fast one, about Jim and Marvin Neil Simon collecting the buff and then how she had fucked them both. paw sat listening intently throughout, clearly enjoying the de***********ions of what had been done to Jay.

When Jay finished, paw raised his dry pint ice to us both saying.

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

We all raised our glasses, clinked and cheers.

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

"Have you ever learn of an creative person 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 bank.

"Yes,"she said sitting upright."Giovanni del Callinni. A venetian renaissance artist. 1440 to 1512. Renowned for landscapes rather than portraits. 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."

"rich person you heard of a series of paintings called, ‘ The ascent of the fisherman's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete care

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of fervor on her typeface. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a front-runner subject of hers."It's four paintings depicting the fisherman sailing out of the laguna. The four paintings together make one scene ; of gravy boat being loaded with nets in the first and quarter pictorial matter while the midsection two show the boats sailing out sail out towards the sunup. They have nearly always been in individual hands. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milan 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 present but my work portal has all the info not in the public domain."She logged in and started to translate out more entropy to us.

"The rebellion of the fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commissioning for an unknown individual, probably a rich Viennese merchandiser. Although they have been in secret script for virtually of their existence, they have been on video display in various museums and art gallery over the past 100-150 geezerhood. They were stopping point sell five old age ago as a set to a private buyer for eight million Euros with a veranda in City of Light acting on the sellers behalf."She scrolled down the Thomas Nelson Page and continued."The seller and the emptor retained namelessness and the whereabouts of the paintings are currently unknown."

A few more taps in the phone and she held it up for me, Manus and Jay to see. It was a depiction of the four paintings together, side of meat by side making up the unharmed picture, the photo being taken at an art gallery display. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot second power. They did look 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 severalise her everything that Kylie had told us about her dad buying the photograph, his dying, her mums remarriage, and Death followed by kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the house painting left behind.

"And this girl says she has provenance ? The sale receipt and photograph of her being given the house painting ?"Sara asked, simple and excited, now taking a very keen interest in the thing

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

"Well, if all that checks out then the motor hotel would certainly give her ownership. Does this Neil know the importance of the picture ?"

"I don't think so. kylie 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 room ? She just came out with all this information ?"asked looking from me to Jay."Why was she cleaning your bedchamber with you there ?"

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

"So, the female child 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 bath with me."

Both Manus and Sara sat back in cushion, back talk 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 potty itself. I was sat on the arse, naked."I replied.

There was a mo pause before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

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

"Because he had just fucked her."

I looked at the shocked smell on both of their faces as they took in this info. They sat, mouths 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 farseeing sip of my pint. The actualization of what I had just said sunk in and they both began to smile. Manus lifted his swallow with a silent ‘ cheers'to me while Sara leaned very close to Jay and with a smiling said,

"I am so going to paddle you operose later, you naughty, naughty girl."

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

Another round of drinks were bought and the details of everything that had happened over the lowest twenty-four time of day were run through again. Both female child getting worked up 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 eye watching them the wholly time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed property and petting Jays hand."Do you think that the spanking you received was enough penalty for your injudiciousness ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your Thomas More late caper, a spanking won't be enough. You need some chagrin. Steve, if it's okay with you, I am going to chagrin your cover girl wife. Would you like that Jay ? Do you remember you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite rummy. 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 eyes and asked in a husky quality,"What do you feature in mind."

"well,"she replied with a instant to me."If we were back home in Amsterdam, I would really humiliate you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a choker 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 sponsor can receive a act also."

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

"Or take you to a dogging smear and have a couple of men fuck you over the poke bonnet of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hand gently over Jay's titty, squeezing it and stopping to rub the pap slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty girlfriend, I would demand you blindfolded and naked to a forest we know, one that has a reputation for doggers and sexual 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 piece of tail they want to you."

Jay's breathing had altered. Her mitt 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 couple will piddle over that pretty face of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting to a greater extent than activated. Her body speech communication gave away a tenseness that made me and Manus sit up and take observation. Jay's handwriting was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's pap harder making her give out a tiny narrow escape."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and take pictures of you so I can put all the pictures, the hotel and elbow room routine on a swinger site and let a train of men come in and roll in the hay you, one after the other."

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

"Or maybe I would take you to our swingers club, tie you to the vacillation and piece of ass you with a shoulder 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 deeper and short gasps coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next command that made Jay cum.

"Of trend, I could be variety and organise a twenty-man gangbang at our property. 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 face, cumming in your backtalk, cumming in your tight pussy and in that gorgeous tail of yours. tool after peter after cock"

Jay came. She let out a vociferation that made a few people look around at us. She slapped the table with her unblock hand then clamped it over her mouth as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the other. Her detrition was frantic and the three of us watched and waited as she completed her, not too obvious, wanking.

"Oh roll in the hay,"she said from under her script as she finished cumming"Oh fuck, oh fuck. 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 stock on their own discussions.

Jay eventually stopped moving and removed her hired hand from her back talk.

"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 board. It was wet and glistening but Sara took it and one by one put the finger's breadth in her mouth and sucked them clean.

"I promise you all that and Sir Thomas More if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's eyes were wide and she tried to indite herself as we all visibly relaxed."But we're not in capital of The Netherlands and, as we discovered yesterday, you have no gloryholes we will have to progress to do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all end up our drinks. Once the glasses were empty, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get officious ; all the tables were taken and plenty of multitude were constantly entering and forming groups stood around the bar and any free outer 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 crowds to the exit. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a group who were standing around a full tabular array she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift movement using both hands, pulled down the top of John Jay dress, releasing her titmouse for all to see, her gruelling, red tit poking out of the business firm form. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her hand and was pulling her along through the crowd saying in a loud voice,"Excuse me please,"to bring everyone's aid to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The place went silent with the realisation that a braless woman was being led by the hired man through a wad pub. There was a cry of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by cheer, laughter and whistles, people pointing and some even clapping. A few the great unwashed managed to get their speech sound out and snap as many pictures as they could. Sara pushed the exit room access open and let go of Jays paw who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to hatch her modestness. She wasn't glad

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

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

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

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your lovely boob. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to take in touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your nipples ? Cum over them ? You may feel humiliated but you're just given a good load of men, and probably some cleaning lady, something for them to masturbate over for the next few days. 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 Lent in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a present moment, Jay opened her mouth to receive Sara's tongue and they stood, locked in embracing, glossa starting to frantically research each other's mouths. They only stopped when a group of young men walked past times and shouted,"okay girls ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

Sara let Jay go and held her hired man 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 drumhead,"None that I know of."I replied.

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's face."Because I would love to see this pretty face covered in cum."She moved her hand down Jay's tits and down, slipping her helping hand under the miserly hem of her dress and touching John Jay snatch, making her jump.

"And here."safekeeping her handwriting under John 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 piffling shocked but she said zip. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no augury of resistance

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

"We need some very horny perverts,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. Plenty 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 shop. They'll be lots of pervert in there."

I looked at Jay who shrugged her shoulder joint and nodded, permit 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 draught and passed it to Jay who took a mouthful and coughed a bit. look really wasn't her tipple, but she took a couple more, building up braveness for whatever was about to fall out, I assumed

We arrived at the sex shop class and Sara walked in, telling us to hold back outside. We watched as she approached the shopkeeper and had a flying discussion with him.

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

"No, no. cypher 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 magazines. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in credit then went back to serving a customer. We stood at the front man of the store. There was about ten people in there, mainly men and a couple of cleaning lady. They paid no aid to us, concentrating on flicking through magazines or looking at the DVD's.

Sara whispered something in Jay's ear and a surprise look came on her face. She listened then turned to confront Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her dress and reaching under, pulled down her G-string and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by several masses in the shop. 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 tending. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the slope of Jay's dress to just above her crotch ; The compactness of the dress holding it up, her cunt backtalk clearly on show. She then took Jay by the hand and walked her slowly up the middle aisle while we followed a inadequate distant behind. She would arrest, pick up a vibrator and read it to Jay and as if they were on a normal shopping tripper.

Several men and both char watched this, their eyes following Jay's rear as she moved up the gangway and a couple of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, center clearly on her cunt. The girlfriend would walk a few paces, stop, and admire more goods, the gang behind me and manus now getting crowing as I heard whispered, free spokesperson. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the bottom shelf and, Jay bent over, parting her leg to slowly expression at it. There was a clear gasp from around us as her cunt and arse was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one English to give those behind us a better view, not letting them authorise me though. They walked a few more paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her manus around Jay's arse then gripped a face, allowing her fingers to enter the crack and rest against Jay's asshole. Jay gave a piffling starting but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to stay there and her digit to fondle the hole with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a bunch of about seven men and both women. They ignored me and Manus and slowly followed us as we followed the young woman to the back of the store where they turned into the S+M section. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the gangway either side of us, the pocket-size bunch 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, apparel hitched up, legs apart and cunt on scene. Sara slipped her hands around Jay neck then dropped down her figurehead and slowly pulled the garb top down. Jay's bosom came out and sat over the top of the dress, her nipples big and aroused. Sara reached around and squeezed both pap and rubbed both breasts. Her finger gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their hands either deep in their pouch or blatantly down the strawman of their trousers, clearly gripping severely cocks and rubbing, likely wishing they could feel her tit or puss.

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

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her alternative. She tapped it on her hand a few clock time, swished it through the air then stood to one side of Jay and hit her gently on her butt. Jay gave a little gasp and a jolt and moved her body slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a minuscule harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasps getting a little louder as her arse started to turn red with each stroke. She hit her again and again, getting harder each time, louder pant starting to total from Jay as the keen sting of pain in the ass became apparent. Sara then took a big swing and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her consistence against the wall, her handwriting shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening tail end 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 incline to side and the hugging became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's dress top, her tit now on display along with jay. They were slightly small-scale but perfectly round without being fake and small, erect nipples hat I noticed were pierced with small band running through them. Jay leaned down and took a nipple in her mouthpiece making Sara yip with joy as she sucked it hard and nibbled gently with her teeth. She tugged on the pack, stretching the nipple out and Sara gave out a yip. Jay moved her mouth and dentition to the other nipple and did the same, Sara holding Jays head in topographic point, head back and eyes spacious shut in pleasure as Jay moved from nipple to nipple with her teeth and tongue, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her mitt to under Sara's dress and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underclothing. Sara parted her legs to show her own bald cunt to the gang 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 twosome of times before entering a digit, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own finger into Sara, followed by another and digit fucked her as Sara added another finger to her own. Both girls were stood, wooden leg full apart and finger fucking each former in wax view of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other handwriting around Jays buns and, judging by Jays response of a jump, had pushed a finger in her fundament. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her free hand, let out a yell and came, squirting over Sara's digit as she did so, droplets flicking on to the floor and their shoes. Her ramification shook with the spasm and she yelled out respective times as her body shook before retracting her finger from Sara's cunt and collapsed to kneel on the level, 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 facial expression, smiled, and then began to laugh, along with Sara who helped her to her feet. Sara held her script and they both gave a histrionics bow to the applauding and appreciative gang.

"Thank you,"Sara said between laugh, her destitute hand presenting Jay to the crowd."You've been a great crew. Thank you."She adjusted her dress to cover herself as Jay did the same and said to the crowd smiling as they became dumb,

"I didn't know she would cum so quick,"indicating Jay with her thumb, who was running her fingers through her hair to tidy 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 cleaning woman in the crowd. A curtly, very attractive Young blonde daughter, with pose blueing eyes, who was obviously with the only other womanhood in the shop. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a quiet and somewhat stymy vocalisation,

"A friend told me."

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

The girl looked around at the listening crowd and said,

"It's a minuscule place, recently opened. Not many people know about it because of sex laws and all that. It's future to an old peep show not far from here. There's a red door with a bell shape. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay xxx quid and persist as long as you want. adult female go free. It has about ten kiosk, quite narrow, but long with porn on a screen. There's a small cinema in there with a few couches and futons and they sell soft drinks and collation. Not many cleaning lady go there but always plenty of horny men…"

She looked around at the bunch who were now taking a big pursuit 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 lady friend replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to return the kiss, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the sassing. Sara didn't react at the fortuity. She leaned forward and kissed the girl on the lips, slowly and tenderly. The girls heart widened at the touch of Sara's lips and I'm certainly she went to preserve as her oral cavity started to open, her tongue perched but was bought back to the earth when she realised everyone was watching, the daughter with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to look at some anal beads. 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 drop off her, reminding her that those were not what they had gone in here for, took her by the bridge player 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 bed this position ? This cheep show ?"

"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 go away the shop, the shopkeeper stopped me and slipped me a calling card.

"Great show mate,"he said grinning, 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, couple and that, who want some filming done. return me a shout if you and the Miss ever see doing one, for yourselves of course."

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the bill.

We left the shop class and I led them to where I thought the peep show was, a dead walkway away. The peep show was open, a big older woman was sat behind a counter, reading a magazine just in the doorway, ready to supply change to the wagerer. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a Vanessa Bell sat in the middle and a CCTV tv camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in persona seven, cumming soon .