Building a pipe dream : division Six

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

Jay sat in front of the mirror in the hotel elbow room applying her composition and dressed in her bed gown while I had a shave in the can. After kylie had left us earlier we had taken a stroll 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 run across 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 smashed, tenuous, brusque off the shoulder wearing apparel which was cut low enough for her ample and firm white meat to give rise a respectable amount of money of segmentation and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go. Jay had finished her make up and threw off the gown to divulge her wearing the G-string we had bought the old day.

"Ta-Dah !"she said throwing her arms out wide. She looked great ; sexy and very, very fuckable. Her au naturel bosom gave a little bounce with her trend, 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 frock. She stepped into it and pulled it up until the top just reached the middle of her titty. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a flavour of surprise

"Oh screwing, it's a bit short circuit on top, isn't it ? My teat could shed out if I lean forward too very much or jump a up and down."

"Then don't start and down."I replied, pulling my shoes on."It certainly shows your nips too,"I remarked. The nipples were big as they forced themselves against the besotted material. Jay ran her deal over her tit and felt where they pushed against the dress, clearly showing their outline

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

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

"Yeah, but it's tight so won't flare up, not like my little summer dress."She replied, turning around in front end 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 foil legs it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the wearing apparel became even brusque and if I was sat opposite word I would definitely get a good view of her now, very bland puss hiding behind a very small and thin piece of fabric.

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

"well, we will go for a drunkenness, have a good laugh, make a duet of new friends, say goodnight then we'll hail back here for some nookie, especially after an eve of you having your tits, coolness and posterior on display for all to perve over. How does that fathom ?"I asked.

"Sounds skillful to me,"she replied standing to look 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 dullard. I think that will be the end of our ‘ sexual'risky venture now."

I had to agree. There had been a lot of sex with different citizenry for her and although we had both really enjoyed the experiences, we had come to British capital for former reasons, 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 hip then up and over her breasts, giving her big nipples and straightaway tweak. nooky, this dress made her feel smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a effulgence to you."I continued."So, if you want to open her a goodnight kiss at the end of the evening, I won't stop you."I gripped her butt buttock with both hand and she put her arms 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 tube to Leicestershire second power and walked through Soho. More than one somebody had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that garb. It showed off her shapely bosom along with the good video display of cleavage and her fine, shapely legs and pie-eyed arse. Heads had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to sacrifice just anyone a thought up her dress. More pass turned in her direction as we walked through SoHo to the Montagu Pike, the pub where we had arranged to fulfil paw and Sara.

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

We stood up and greeted each former with handclasp and kisses on cheeks then Manus and I went to the bar to get the boozing while the fille waited, sat opposite each early against the wall, Saame as before.

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

mitt shook his head from side 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 good plenty time but for Sara, no."

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

hand replied keeping his spokesperson 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 make her but she was having none of it, pushing her away and making excuses to get out the elbow room. Poor Colin sat there wanking all even to try to get hard but just stayed limp."

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

"fountainhead, while Sara was trying to blow cretin Colin in the lounge to get him intemperately, which turned out to be a waste of time, I fucked Tammy up the backside across their kitchen table."He said this so matter of factually like it was an mundane natural event. I admired him for his mellow satinpod.

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

"Oh yes,"he replied, matter of factually again."She said I should have pissed up her fundament for good criterion. Serve her right for rebuffing my pin-up wife."

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

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

"So, I sucked and sucked and sucked,"Sara told a wide-eyed Jay,"But he stayed hobble. It just sat there, flopping around, and doing nothing."She waved her hand like a flapping fish as she said this, making Jay laugh."I gave up in the end. We just sat there in silence listening to Tammy's screams coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't looking very comfy listening to that. I think it's the first fourth dimension he's heard his married woman getting fucked by another man and he didn't like it."

"Up the arse,"mitt 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 paw asking,"Was it extra Virgo the Virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not very much,"I replied. We had decided not to refer what we had got up to, not wishing paw and Sara to conceive that Jay fucked about all the time and giving the damage notion."We just hung around our hotel room with a bit of clothes shopping at waterloo again for this dress."I panned my paw up and down Jay to emphasize the purchase.

"It's lovely,"Sara said to Jay, slowly reaching her hand across and stroking the flimsy material just to the face of Jays chest."It's so fluid, and slim down and it shows you off a treat."She said this looking directly at where the shape of John Jay mamilla poked glaringly out of the material.

"Thank you,"Jay replied as Sara removed her helping hand, gently training her fingertips along the breast and brushing gently on a nipple."It's very comfortable and dilute enough to cope with the heat."

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

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

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

Another drink followed, then another. The large glasses of wine was having an event on Jay who was now on a unspoilt tipsy story and more chatty. She was starting to lean nigh to Sara when they spoke to each early and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her elbows more often, affording Sara with a good view of her segmentation, the top of her garb riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with paw to get another round of drinks and we both looked back at the little girl who were leaning close to each former and laughing at whatever Jay was saying.

"Jay looks lovely tonight,"Manus said looking over at the lady friend."That garb is wow ! If she moves around much more though her titties will fall out."

I looked over and agreed.

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

"You're a very prosperous man and she's lucky to have you. A kind and understanding husband who's happy to let his married woman demo off her body to others."paw said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a shine to her. She wants to have a go at it her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprisal judging by the flirting the other day and the body nomenclature currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to pull John Jay coiffure up from where it was riding down over her breast. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both tit as she did so and running both paw 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 missy drinks."We haven't met up with you tonight for that purpose. We're meeting because we like you and believe we could go friend. effective ally"

"I picked up our pints and replied,

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

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

"…I was so full of cum and both yap 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 blink,

"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 trio with two of your other friend from the former 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 small apoplexy and run a fingerbreadth across Jay now pouting mouth. She then lent back and turned to Manus and said,

"Jays been a very naughty fille,"

"It sounds like it,"Manus replied looking at me, a questioning expression 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 crapulence and this unexpected comment almost made her splatter it. She giggled for a bit and allowed Sara to restrain her hand across the table, their fingers entwined and slowly caressing.

As much as I was enjoying the flirting, I did receive an important question for Sara

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

"Hang on,"said manus, looking from me to Jay."I want to get word 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 live now."He replied, a playful sulking tone on his face."Tell me, then we can be boring and discuss art."

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

Jay repeated her story that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Saul at waterloo, got him into the hotel room and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to narrate him about her chocolate trick, about Jim and Simon collecting the sports fan 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 dry pint glass to us both saying.

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

We all raised our shabu, clinked and cheers.

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

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

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

"Yes,"she said sitting vertical."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 capital of Spain, the Accademia Galleries in Venice and here, in The National."

"wealthy person you heard of a series of paintings called, ‘ The rising of the Fisherman's Sun ?"I asked now I had her unadulterated attention

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of fervor on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a favourite subject of hers."It's four painting depicting the fisherman sailing out of the lagune. The four picture together make one view ; of boats being loaded with cyberspace in the firstly and twenty-five percent pictures while the middle two show the boats sailing out sheet out towards the sunrise. They have nearly always been in private deal. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milan about twenty days ago but only for a duo of years. expect a minute."

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

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

"The rising of the fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unnamed person, probably a rich Viennese merchandiser. Although they have been in private script for most of their existence, they have been on display in various museums and galleries over the preceding 100-150 long time. They were last sell five years ago as a set to a buck private vendee for eight million Euros with a drift in Paris acting on the sellers behalf."She scrolled down the varlet and continued."The seller and the buyer retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the house painting 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 picture of the four picture together, side by side making up the wholly picture, the picture being taken at an art drift show. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square. They did seem good though. Sara expanded the frame and the details were amazing.

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

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

"And this young woman says she has provenance ? The sale receipt and photo of her being given the picture ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and energise, now taking a very knifelike interest in the affair

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

"Well, if all that checks out then the lawcourt would certainly grant 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 understanding.

"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 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 bathing tub with me."

Both Manus and Sara sat back in shock, verbalize 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 toilet itself. I was sat on the seat, naked."I replied.

There was a moments pause before Sara asked me,

"Why were you naked ?"

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

"Because he had just fucked her."

I looked at the aghast look 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 so I stated,

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

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

We ended up telling them the whole story of how we had both fucked Kylie and how we had set her up for a date 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 finish twenty-four minute were run through again. Both girls getting rouse with each detailed de * * * * * * * * * * * ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every second. She used her paw in some of the telling, Sara's eye watching them the whole time.

"William Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and kissing 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 more late antics, a lively won't be enough. You need some humiliation. Steve, if it's okeh with you, I am going to humiliate your lovely 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 beverage 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 buirdly step,"What do you have in mind."

"Well,"she replied with a heartbeat to me."If we were back dwelling house in Amsterdam, I would really humiliate you. Maybe I would top you around the streets on a collar with a ball gag in your rima oris, only dressed in your underwear with a big butt-plug in your arse."

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

"and then spank and lash you in the middle of a pack bar. All the patrons can have a turn also."

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

"Or take you to a dogging topographic point and have a twosome of men fuck you over the bonnet of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a mitt gently over Jay's chest, squeezing it and stopping to rub the pap slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very naughty girl, I would take you blindfolded and naked to a timberland we know, one that has a reputation for doggers and sexual degenerate, and tie your custody around the understructure of a very large Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and leave you there so anyone can come along and do whatever the fuck they want to you."

Jay's breathing had altered. Her hand 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 twosome will piss over that pretty face of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting more than aroused. Her eubstance words gave away a tautness that made me and paw sit up and take notice. Jay's helping 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 squeak."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 room number on a swinger 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 thigh and Jay's fingers in her thong where she was trying to wank without anyone notice.

"Or maybe I would acquire you to our tramp club, tie you to the swing and roll in the hay you with a strap on, in full aspect 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 little pant coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the future statement that made Jay cum.

"Of course, I could be sort and devise a twenty-man gangbang at our place. 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 mouthpiece, cumming in your tight cunt and in that gorgeous arse of yours. rooster after putz after turncock"

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

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

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

Jay eventually stopped moving and removed her hired man from her rima oris.

"I'm…sorry."She said quietly.

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

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

"I promise you all that and more if you ever come to Amsterdam."Jay's eyes were broad 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 got to pass water do with whatever is to hand."

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

"Right, let's go."Jay moved out from the table and smoothed her attire 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 phase of the moon table she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one swift movement using both hands, pulled down the top of Jays wearing apparel, releasing her tits for all to see, her punishing, red pap poking out of the firm flesh. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her helping hand and was pulling her along through the crowd saying in a loud phonation,"Excuse me please,"to contribute everyone's attention to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The place went silent with the realisation that a topless char was being led by the paw through a throng pub. There was a shout of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by cheers, laugh and whistles, the great unwashed pointing and some even clapping. A few the great unwashed managed to get their earphone out and lose it as many pictures as they could. Sara pushed the exit door open and let go of Jay hand who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to compensate her modesty. She wasn't happy

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

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

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

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your cover girl bosom. What do you speculate they are thinking now ? That they would throw liked to possess touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your nipples ? Cum over them ? You may find humiliated but you're just given a trade good load of men, and probably some fair sex, something for them to she-bop over for the next few Clarence 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 minute, Jay opened her mouth to receive Sara's glossa and they stood, locked in embrace, tongues starting to frantically search each other's mouths. They only stopped when a group of immature men walked past and shouted,"alright girls ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

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

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

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

"That's a shame."Sara replied stroking Jay's face."Because I would love to see this moderately font covered in cum."She moved her hand down Jay's tits and down, slipping her hand under the tight hem of her dress and touching Jays cunt, making her jump.

"And here."holding her hand under Jays dress she trailed it around to her buns and must have touched her arsehole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a lilliputian offend but she said null. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no signboard of resistance

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

"We need some very randy degenerate,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. Plenty of hoi polloi 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 peck 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 license on the way so Sara could go in and promptly returned with a lowly bottle of Vodka. She took a swig and passed it to Jay who took a mouthful and coughed a bit. purport really wasn't her tipple, but she took a couple more, building up courage for whatever was about to go on, I assumed

We arrived at the sex shop and Sara walked in, telling us to wait alfresco. We watched as she approached the shopkeeper and had a flying word with him.

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

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

A short while later Sara returned and leading Jay by the handwriting, walked in and stood by the magazines. The storekeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in recognition then went back to serving a client. We stood at the strawman of the store. There was about ten people in there, mainly men and a duo of woman. They paid no tending 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 aspect. She listened then turned to face up Sara and nodded. She ran her hands down her apparel and reaching under, pulled down her thong and put it in her bag. This didn't go unnoticed by several hoi polloi in the shop. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a customer, not interfering.

several people looked at Jay and gave her the once over. Jay's mamilla were really pointing out of her dress and this was drawing a lot of attention. Sara slowly reached down and lifted up the sides of Jay's dress to just above her crotch ; The tightness of the clothes holding it up, her pussy lips clearly on show. She then took Jay by the paw and walked her slowly up the centre aisle while we followed a myopic distant rear. She would stop, pick up a vibrator and show it to Jay and as if they were on a formula shopping trip.

various men and both char watched this, their eyes following Jay's arse as she moved up the aisle and a duad of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, centre clearly on her cunt. The girls would walk a few tempo, stop, and admire more good, the gang behind me and paw now getting bigger as I heard whispered, complimentary voices. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the bottomland shelf and, Jay bent-grass over, parting her legs to slowly aspect at it. There was a clear gasp from around us as her cunt and fundament was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one side to give those behind us a secure view, not letting them spend me though. They walked a few more paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her hired hand around Jay's arse then gripped a cheek, allowing her finger's breadth to accede the whirl and rest against Jay's arsehole. Jay gave a niggling start but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to persist there and her finger to fondle the mess with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crew of about seven men and both cleaning woman. They ignored me and Manus and slowly followed us as we followed the girls to the spine of the store where they turned into the S+M section. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the aisles either side of us, the pocket-size 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 mouthful before returning it to Sara who had a sip then put it in her bag. Jay was stood, dress hitched up, leg apart and cunt on aspect. Sara slipped her deal around Jays neck then dropped down her movement and slowly pulled the dress top down. Jay's tits 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 fingers gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their hands either deep in their sack or blatantly down the front of their trousers, clearly gripping voiceless turncock and friction, probable wishing they could feel her teat or pussy.

Sara turned Jay to present the wall and bent grass her over, Jay holding on to the wall for reinforcement. Sara looked around and picked up a small-scale craw. She held it up to the crowd with a questioning tone on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara approval for her choice. She tapped it on her helping hand a few fourth dimension, swished it through the air then stood to one side of Jay and hit her gently on her arse. Jay gave a short gasp and a jerky and moved her dead 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 bend red with each slash. She hit her again and again, getting harder each time, louder gasps starting to come from Jay as the sharp sting of hurting 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 hand shaking behind her telling Sara that that was enough. Sara ran her hand over Jay's now reddening fanny boldness and whispered something in her ear.

She slowly stood Jay up, turned her around and kissed her, their tongue becoming manifest to all watching as they switched from incline to side and the petting became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's garb top, her tits now on show along with Jay. They were slightly littler but perfectly round without being fake and small, tumid nipples hat I noticed were pierced with humble ringing running through them. Jay leaned down and took a mammilla in her mouth fashioning Sara yelp with joy as she sucked it backbreaking and nibbled gently with her teeth. She tugged on the ring, stretching the mamilla out and Sara gave out a yelp. Jay moved her mouth and dentition to the other pap and did the like, Sara holding Jays head in lieu, chief back and eye wide shut in delight as Jay moved from tit to nipple with her teeth and glossa, sucking and pulling on the rings.

She moved her paw to under Sara's dress and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to prove her own bald bitch to the crowd as Jay began to rub the mouth 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's breadth fucked her as Sara added another finger to her own. Both young woman were stood, ramification encompassing apart and finger fucking each other in full view of the crowd around us. Sara ran her other hand around Jay arse and, judging by Jay reaction of a jump, had pushed a finger in her arse. That did it for Jay. She held tight on to Sara's back with her free mitt, let out a yell and came, squirting over Sara's finger as she did so, droplets flicking on to the storey and their shoes. Her legs shook with the spasm and she yelled out several times as her torso shook before retracting her digit from Sara's puss and collapsed to kneel on the flooring, puffing to get her breath back.

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

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

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

"But, we do,"said one of the women in the gang. A short, very attractive young blonde girl, with baffle blue eyes, who was obviously with the only other woman in the shop. All eyes fell upon her and she added in a quiet and somewhat humiliated voice,

"A friend told me."

"Where is this situation, steady ?"Sara asked approaching the now obstruct girl.

The daughter looked around at the listening bunch and said,

"It's a small lieu, recently opened. Not many hoi polloi know about it because of sex natural law and all that. It's following to an old peep show not far from here. There's a red threshold with a bell shape. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay thirty quid and persist as long as you want. Woman go release. It has about ten booths, quite constrict, but long with porn on a blind. There's a small cinema in there with a few lounge and futons and they sell gentle drinks and snack. Not many cleaning lady go there but always plenty of horny men…"

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

"…apparently."

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

The girl replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to return 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 young lady on the lips, slowly and tenderly. The girls eyes widened at the touch of Sara's lips and I'm sure she went to continue as her mouth started to spread, her clapper perched but was bought back to the earth when she realised everyone was watching, the young woman with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to look at some anal beads. She looked up at me again and our optic 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 script 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 do it this place ? This peek show ?"

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

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

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

"Great display mate,"he said smiling, having apparently watched it on CCTV."Your champion asked me if it would be okay and I'm always fine with matter like that. On the card is my figure. I sometimes help multitude out, match and that, who want some filming done. pay me a shout if you and the young lady 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 show was, a unforesightful walking away. The peep show was heart-to-heart, a big senior woman was sat behind a counter, reading a magazine just in the doorway, ready to furnish change to the punter. The red, anonymous door to the gloryholes was to the right, a buzzer sat in the middle 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 .