Building a dream : Part Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings liaison with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our good friends paw and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to remember the dialog.

Jay sat in social movement of the mirror in the hotel elbow room applying her makeup and dressed in her bed robe while I had a shaving in the bathroom. After kiley had left us earlier we had taken a promenade up to waterloo post and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new dress to wear that evening for when we were due to fulfil our new Dutch friends, hand and Sara, for a drink in Soho. Another misstep to the madam wear shop at the place followed and Jay had bought a fairly tight, slim, unawares off the berm dress which was cut low enough for her ample and firm breasts to produce a unspoilt amount of cleavage and worn without a bra, naturally.

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

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her arms out all-inclusive. She looked majuscule ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her defenseless white meat gave a little leap with her effort, the nipples prominent 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 bugger,"she said reaching for her dress. She stepped into it and pulled it up until the top just reached the middle of her breast. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a tone of surprisal

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

"Then don't start and down."I replied, pulling my shoes on."It certainly shows your piquancy too,"I remarked. The nipples were prominent as they forced themselves against the tight material. Jay ran her manpower over her nipple and felt where they pushed against the frock, 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 stage. The wearing apparel 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 front man of the mirror, and admiring the suavity over her tooshie. She sat on the bed and looked in the mirror again before commenting,

"Of course, 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 unretentive and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a good vista of her now, very smooth pussy hiding behind a very pocket-sized and thin out piece of material.

"What do you reckon will pass tonight ?"she asked, putting her purse in her small bag.

"fountainhead, we will go for a deglutition, have a good gag, arrive at a dyad of new friends, say goodnight then we'll come in back here for some fuck, especially after an eventide of you having your tits, nips and arse on show for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

"Sounds good to me,"she replied standing to front at herself in front of the mirror again."As long as that's all the shag we're doing. The past few days have been dazed. I think that will be the end of our ‘ sexual'escapade now."

I had to agree. There had been a lot of sex with dissimilar hoi polloi for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to London for other reasons, not that.

"I can fairly guarantee that's all that will fall out tonight and every day until we go home. Just us fucking."I said putting my hands around her shapely hip then up and over her breasts, giving her prominent tit and speedy tweak. fuck, this dress made her flavour smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a refulgence to you."I continued."So, if you want to give her a goodnight kiss at the end of the evening, I won't point you."I gripped her arse impudence with both hands and she put her munition around my neck and kissed me.

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

We left the hotel and walked up to waterloo where we took the thermionic vacuum tube to Leicester second power and walked through Soho. More than one person had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that dress. It showed off her shapely bosom along with the beneficial showing of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and tight arse. Heads had turned on the pipe where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to impart just anyone a horizon up her attire. to a greater extent heads turned in her counselling as we walked through Soho to the Montagu Pike, the pub where we had arranged to meet paw and Sara.

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

We stood up and greeted each other with handclasp and osculation on cheeks then Manus and I went to the bar to get the potable while the girls waited, sat face-to-face each former against the wall, Same as before.

"How was your meet the other night ?"I asked hand as the barmen made up our boozing order.

Manus shook his headway from English to side with a bit of a discomfited looking at on his brass.

"Not particularly good."He replied, the Dutch people 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 vocalization low,

"The man, Moron Colin, couldn't get it up and the girl, tam-o'-shanter, well. She said she was bi on the profile but she refused to go anywhere near Sara. Sara tried to score her but she was having none of it, pushing her away and making alibi to leave the room. Poor Colin sat there wanking all evening to try to get severely but just stayed limp."

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

"Well, while Sara was trying to blow Moron Colin in the lounge to get him hard, which turned out to be a waste product of metre, I fucked Tammy up the arse across their kitchen table."He said this so matter of factually like it was an everyday occurrence. I admired him for his mellow honesty.

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

"Oh yes,"he replied, affair of factually again."She said I should consume pissed up her fundament for good measuring rod. help 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 childlike 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 jape."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 spirit very comfortable listening to that. I think it's the first meter he's heard his married woman getting fucked by another man and he didn't like it."

"Up the arse,"hand 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 European olive tree oil."Sara added and looked around at Manus asking,"Was it spare virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not a lot,"I replied. We had decided not to mention what we had got up to, not wishing hand and Sara to guess that Jay fucked about all the time and giving the wrong impression."We just hung around our hotel room with a bit of 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 mitt across and stroking the thin material just to the side of Jay boob."It's so smooth, and thin out and it shows you off a treat."She said this looking directly at where the shape of Jay mammilla poked glaringly out of the material.

"Thank you,"Jay replied as Sara removed her hand, gently training her fingertips along the chest and brushing gently on a teat."It's very prosperous and thin enough to cope with the heat."

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

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

I changed the theme 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 British capital where we had all visited.

Another drink followed, then another. The large Methedrine of wine-colored was having an effect on Jay who was now on a good tipsy stratum and to a greater extent chatty. She was starting to be given closer to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her elbow joint more often, affording Sara with a good view of her cleavage, the top of her apparel riding down more and more.

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

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"paw said looking over at the young woman."That dress is wow ! If she moves around much More though her titties 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 kind and intellect married man who's glad to let his wife show off her torso to others."mitt said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a shine to her. She wants to bang her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprise judging by the flirting the former day and the body terminology 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 boob. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both knocker as she did so and running both paw over the nipple before removing her hands. Jay giggled as she did this, clearly enjoying the touch.

"But that is your call."Manus said picking up the girl drinks."We haven't met up with you tonight for that use. We're get together because we like you and think we could go acquaintance. Good friends"

"I picked up our pint and replied,

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

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

"…I was so full 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 wink,

"Jay has been telling me about what you two have been up to."Sara said to me with a cheeky smile."Enticing your phantom fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a threesome with two of your former champion 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 modest stroke and run a fingerbreadth across Jays now pouting lips. She then lent back and turned to paw and said,

"Jays been a very blue fille,"

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

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

Jay was just taking a sip of her beverage and this unexpected gossip almost made her pour forth it. She giggled for a bit and allowed Sara to check her script across the table, their fingers entwined and slowly caressing.

As much as I was enjoying the flirting, I did give birth an significant inquiry for Sara

"Sara, I have an important query 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 grin still on her face.

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

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

Jay repeated her story that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Saul at Battle of Waterloo, got him into the hotel elbow room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her chocolate magic trick, about Jim and 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, Manus raised his pint shabu to us both saying.

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

We all raised our spectacles, clinked and cheers.

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

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

Sara let go of Jays hand and sat back in her seat. She seemed to rivet 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 landscape rather than portraiture. He has works hanging in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Austrian capital, the Prado Museum in Madrid, the Accademia gallery in Venice and here, in The National."

"Have you heard of a series of picture called, ‘ The uprising of the fisher's Sun ?"I asked now I had her stark aid

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a spot of excitement on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a favourite subject of hers."It's four paintings depicting the fisher sailing out of the lagune. The four picture together make one scene ; of boats being loaded with nets in the get-go and fourth mental picture while the center two show the boat sailing out canvass out towards the sunup. They have nearly always been in individual bridge player. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milan about twenty years ago but only for a twosome of years. wait a minute."

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

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

"The rising of the Fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unnamed person, probably a ample Viennese merchandiser. Although they have been in secret paw for most of their universe, they have been on video display in various museums and heading over the past 100-150 long time. They were last sold five twelvemonth ago as a set to a private buyer for eight million Euros with a veranda in Paris acting on the seller behalf."She scrolled down the Sir Frederick Handley Page and continued."The seller and the buyer retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the picture are currently unknown."

A few more taps in the earpiece and she held it up for me, manus and Jay to see. It was a depiction of the four paintings together, side by side making up the whole picture, the picture being taken at an art drift display. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot foursquare. They did bet dear though. Sara expanded the figure and the details were amazing.

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

I proceeded to recite her everything that kiley had told us about her dad buying the pictures, his demise, her momma remarriage, and death followed by Kylie being kicked out by her stepdad and the paintings left behind.

"And this girl says she has provenance ? The cut-rate sale receipt and photograph of her being given the paintings ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and excited, now taking a very keen interest in the subject

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

"well, if all that checks out then the courts 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 agreement.

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

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

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

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

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

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

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

"And where were you ?"mitt asked me.

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

"What ?"gasped a surprised Sara.

"No, not on the lavatory itself. I was sat on the hind end, naked."I replied.

There was a moments break before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

Jay replied for me, a fiddling too loud as the drinkable was clearly starting to possess an burden,

"Because he had just fucked her."

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

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

"I am so going to spank you knockout later, you naughty, juicy 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 date with St. Paul the following eventide when we would act as chaperones.

Another round of drinks were bought and the point of everything that had happened over the last XXIV hours were run through again. Both girls getting excited with each detail de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every s. She used her men in some of the telling, Sara's eye watching them the all time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and fondling Jay hired hand."Do you conceive that the spanking you received was decent penalization for your indiscretions ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your more than recent joke, a spanking won't be enough. You need some humiliation. Steve, if it's okay with you, I am going to abase your cover girl married woman. Would you like that Jay ? Do you cerebrate you need to be humiliated ?"

Jay was now getting quite drunk. 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 center and asked in a husky flavor,"What do you have in mind."

"wellspring,"she replied with a wink to me."If we were back dwelling in Amsterdam, I would really mortify you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a 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 boozing while Sara continued.

"and then spank and whip you in the middle of a packed bar. All the patrons can stimulate a act also."

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

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

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty missy, I would carry you blindfolded and naked to a timber we know, one that has a reputation for doggers and sexual perverts, and tie your hands around the base of a very large Sir Herbert Beerbohm 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 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 couple will piss over that pretty face of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting more than excited. Her body linguistic process gave away a tension that made me and Manus sit up and learn observance. Jay's deal was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's nipple harder making her spring out a flyspeck narrow escape."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and take film of you so I can put all the film, the hotel and room number on a swingers land site and let a caravan of men come in and be intimate you, one after the other."

Jay had started rubbing herself. I casually looked down and saw the apparel pulled up above her second joint and Jay's finger in her G-string where she was trying to jack off without anyone notice.

"Or maybe I would adopt you to our swingers club, tie you to the swing music and fuck you with a strap on, in wax 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 thick and minuscule pant coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next command that made Jay cum.

"Of line, I could be form and devise a twenty-man gangbang at our position. Each man fucking you, two, three or four shaft in you all at once, fucking you, pinning you down so you can't resist, not that you would need to, and each man cumming in you. Cumming on your case, cumming in your mouth, cumming in your fast pussy and in that gorgeous keister of yours. pecker after stopcock after cock"

Jay came. She let out a outcry that made a few the great unwashed look around at us. She slapped the board with her dislodge hand then clamped it over her back talk as she finished bringing herself to orgasm with the other. Her rubbing was unrestrained and the three of us watched and waited as she completed her, not too obvious, wanking.

"Oh fuck,"she said from under her hand as she finished cumming"Oh 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 bear on their own discussions.

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

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

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

Jay bought her vibration mitt up from under the board. 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 eyes were widely 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 possess to make do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine in one go and indicated that we should all finish our drinks. Once the glassful were empty, Sara looked around the pub. It was starting to get busy ; all the tables were taken and great deal of multitude were constantly entering and forming grouping stood around the bar and any liberal space. Sara stood up and said,

"right hand, let's go."Jay moved out from the table and smoothed her apparel down and we made our way through the growing crowds to the way out. Sara led the way and as we tried to get past a group who were standing around a full table she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift apparent motion using both hands, pulled down the top of Jays dress, releasing her tits for all to see, her unvoiced, red nipples poking out of the business firm flesh. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her hand and was pulling her along through the crew saying in a tacky phonation,"exculpation me delight,"to bring everyone's care to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The topographic point went dumb with the actualisation that a bare-breasted adult female was being led by the hired hand through a tamp pub. There was a shout of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by cheers, laugh and whistles, mass pointing and some even clapping. A few people managed to get their phones out and shoot as many photograph as they could. Sara pushed the exit room access unfastened and let go of John Jay bridge player who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to cover her modesty. She wasn't happy

"I can't believe you did that,"Jay shouted adjusting her dress and smoothing it down."People saw my tits and were taking painting. 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 cover girl breast. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to suffer touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your pap ? Cum over them ? You may find humiliated but you're just given a expert freight of men, and probably some women, something for them to wank over for the adjacent 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 import, Jay opened her mouth to take in Sara's tongue and they stood, locked in embrace, tongue starting to frantically research each other's mouths. They only stopped when a group of untried men walked past and shouted,"OK girls ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

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

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

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

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's fount."Because I would bonk to see this pretty face covered in cum."She moved her deal down Jay's tits and down, slipping her mitt under the tight hem of her wearing apparel and touching Jays cunt, making her jump.

"And here."safekeeping her deal under Jays frock she trailed it around to her bum and must possess touched her bunghole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a petty floor but she said goose egg. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no signal of resistance

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

"We need some very horny deviant,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. lot of people were out and about enjoying the affectionate 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 degenerate in there."

I looked at Jay who shrugged her shoulder joint 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 taste and coughed a bit. look really wasn't her potation, but she took a span 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 out-of-door. We watched as she approached the tradesman and had a ready discussion with him.

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

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

A short while later Sara returned and leading Jay by the hired man, walked in and stood by the magazine publisher. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in recognition then went back to serving a customer. We stood at the front 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 magazine publisher or looking at the DVD's.

Sara whispered something in Jay's ear and a surprised look came on her aspect. She listened then turned to face up Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her wearing apparel and reaching under, pulled down her G-string and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by several people in the shop. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a customer, not interfering.

several masses 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 attention. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the side of Jay's apparel to just above her crotch ; The tightness of the dress holding it up, her kitty-cat mouth clearly on show. She then took Jay by the hand and walked her slowly up the middle aisle while we followed a short-change distant behind. She would intercept, plunk up a vibrator and bear witness it to Jay and as if they were on a formula shopping head trip.

Several men and both women watched this, their eyes following Jay's arse as she moved up the gangway and a couple of men had got ahead up the early aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, optic clearly on her cunt. The girlfriend would take the air a few paces, plosive consonant, and admire more than good, the gang behind me and manus now getting prominent as I heard whispered, complimentary part. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the tail shelf and, Jay hang over, parting her legs to slowly aspect 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 side to give those behind us a better view, not letting them go by me though. They walked a few Sir Thomas More footstep and, as they did so, Sara ran her hand around Jay's arse then gripped a cheek, allowing her digit to enter the wisecrack and repose against Jay's arsehole. Jay gave a piffling outset but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to stay there and her finger's breadth to caress 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 cleaning woman. They ignored me and Manus and slowly followed us as we followed the young woman to the vertebral column 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 modest crowd behind us moving quicker as me and mitt 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 taste before returning it to Sara who had a sip then put it in her bag. Jay was stood, dress hitched up, wooden leg apart and cunt on view. Sara slipped her manpower around Jays cervix then dropped down her front and slowly pulled the wearing apparel top down. Jay's mammilla came out and sat over the top of the wearing apparel, her mammilla big and aroused. Sara reached around and squeezed both nipples and rubbed both bosom. Her fingers gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their work force either deep in their pocket or blatantly down the strawman of their trousers, clearly gripping hard peter and rubbing, probable wishing they could feel her tits or cunt.

Sara turned Jay to look the wall and hang her over, Jay holding on to the paries for bread and butter. Sara looked around and picked up a small craw. She held it up to the crowd with a questioning look on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her choice. She tapped it on her hand a few times, swished it through the air then stood to one incline of Jay and hit her gently on her rear end. Jay gave a little pant and a dork and moved her body slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a little harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasp getting a little louder as her arse started to turn red with each fortuity. She hit her again and again, getting harder each sentence, louder gasp starting to come from Jay as the sharp gyp of pain became plain. Sara then took a big cut and hit her really hard. Jay let out a cry and flattened her body against the wall, her helping hand shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her script over Jay's now reddening keister cheek and whispered something in her ear.

She slowly stood Jay up, turned her around and kissed her, their tongues becoming evident to all watching as they switched from face to side and the hugging became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's apparel top, her breast now on show along with John Jay. They were slightly small-scale but perfectly round without being imposter and lowly, set up nipples hat I noticed were pierced with modest rings running through them. Jay leaned down and took a nipple in her sassing qualification Sara yelp with joy as she sucked it hard and nibbled gently with her teeth. She tugged on the ring, stretching the nipple out and Sara gave out a yelp. Jay moved her mouth and dentition to the other mamilla and did the Saami, Sara holding John Jay point in place, head back and eyes wide shut in pleasure as Jay moved from nipple to nipple with her teeth and tongue, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her hand to under Sara's attire and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to bear witness her own bald slit to the crowd as Jay began to rub the lips while forcing her tongue back into Sara's sass. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet slit and rubbed a couple of fourth dimension before entering a finger, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own finger into Sara, followed by another and finger's breadth fucked her as Sara added another finger's breadth to her own. Both missy were stood, legs panoptic apart and finger fucking each other in replete view of the crew around us. Sara ran her early paw around John Jay buns and, judging by jay reaction of a parachuting, had pushed a digit in her backside. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her spare hand, let out a cry and came, squirting over Sara's fingers as she did so, droplets flicking on to the trading floor and their shoes. Her legs shook with the spasms and she yelled out respective clock time as her body shook before retracting her fingerbreadth from Sara's pussy and collapsed to kneel on the trading floor, puffing to get her breath back.

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

"Thank you,"Sara said between laughs, her free hand presenting Jay to the crowd."You've been a great crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her dress to continue herself as Jay did the Lapp and said to the crowd smiling as they became unsounded,

"I didn't know she would cum so fast,"indicating Jay with her quarter round, who was running her finger through her haircloth to tidy it."But that's all for today. It's a disgrace you don't have any gloryholes here otherwise the show would continue."

"But, we do,"said one of the charwoman in the crowd. A short, very attractive Edward Young blond girl, with amazing blue eyes, who was obviously with the entirely other woman in the shop. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a silence and somewhat abashed voice,

"A friend told me."

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

The girl looked around at the listening crowd and said,

"It's a small place, recently opened. Not many people know about it because of sex laws and all that. It's next to an old peep show not far from here. There's a red room access with a bell. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay 30 quid and stay as long as you want. woman go free people. It has about ten booths, quite narrow, but long with porn on a screen. There's a little cinema in there with a few sofa and futons and they sell soft drinkable and snack. Not many womanhood go there but always plenty of horny men…"

She looked around at the crowd who were now taking a big involvement 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 girl replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to return the osculation, except she misjudged it and got Sara on the lips. Sara didn't react at the fortuity. She leaned forward and kissed the girl on the lips, slowly and tenderly. The missy eyes widened at the touch of Sara's backtalk and I'm sure she went to cover as her sassing started to unfold, her tongue perched but was bought back to the world when she realised everyone was watching, the girl with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to look at some anal retentive beads. She looked up at me again and our eyes met. She stayed looking up at me and was starting to smile when her friend took the beads off her, reminding her that those were not what they had gone in here for, took her by the mitt and led her away.

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

"Do you have it off this billet ? This cheep show ?"

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

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

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

"Great show partner,"he said smiling, having apparently watched it on CCTV."Your friend asked me if it would be okey and I'm always fine with things like that. On the poster is my issue. I sometimes help multitude out, match and that, who want some filming done. sacrifice 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 and I led them to where I thought the peep appearance was, a dead walk of life away. The peep appearance was opened, a big older woman was sat behind a counter, reading a cartridge holder just in the doorway, ready to supply variety to the better. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a Melville Bell sat in the centre and a CCTV tv camera above pointing down at whoever rings it.

I reached up and pressed he bell.

To be continued in part seven, cumming soon .