Building a Dream : Part Six

Follows on a few hours after our mornings affaire with the housekeeper at our hotel. All the names apart from our good Friend manus and Sara have been changed and Jay helped me to recall the dialogue.

Jay sat in front man of the mirror in the hotel room applying her composition and dressed in her bed robe while I had a shaving in the lav. After Kylie had left us earlier we had taken a stroll up to Waterloo station and had a bite to eat before Jay decided that she wanted a new clothes to wear that evening for when we were due to fulfil our new Dutch protagonist, manus and Sara, for a drunkenness in SoHo. Another trip to the Lady wear workshop at the station followed and Jay had bought a fairly rigorous, thin, dead off the shoulder dress which was cut low enough for her ample and business firm bosom to produce a well amount of cleavage and worn without a bra, naturally.

I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed and set to go. Jay had finished her wee up and threw off the robe to reveal her wearing the thong we had bought the previous day.

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

"I do hope 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 eye of her bosom. She looked at herself in the mirror and remarked with a tone of surprise

"Oh ass, it's a bit scant 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 shoes on."It certainly shows your nips too,"I remarked. The nipples were prominent as they forced themselves against the tight material. Jay ran her handwriting over her nipples and felt where they pushed against the attire, clearly showing their outline

"It's a bit shortsighted 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 pegleg. The wearing apparel fitted her perfective, almost like it was painted on her

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

"Of class, it rides up when I sit, so crossed peg it will be."

I looked down at her and she was right. Sitting down, the dress became even shorter and if I was sat opposite I would definitely get a sound view of her now, very smooth pussy hiding behind a very diminished and lean piece of stuff.

"What do you cerebrate will happen tonight ?"she asked, putting her purse in her small-scale bag.

"Well, we will go for a drink, have a respectable laugh, draw a couple of new protagonist, say goodnight then we'll total back here for some fuck, especially after an evening of you having your tits, sapidity and arse on appearance for all to perve over. How does that sound ?"I asked.

"strait expert to me,"she replied standing to see at herself in front of the mirror again."As long as that's all the fucking we're doing. The past few days have been poor fish. I think that will be the end of our ‘ sexual'adventures now."

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

"I can fairly secure that's all that will pass tonight and every day until we go home. Just us fucking."I said putting my manus around her shapely hips then up and over her breasts, giving her large nipples and agile pinch. nookie, this dress made her feel smooth and gorgeous.

"Although, Sara has taken a shine to you."I continued."So, if you want to impart her a goodnight candy kiss at the end of the evening, I won't closure you."I gripped her arse cheeks with both hands 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 horseshoe on.

We left the hotel and walked up to Waterloo where we took the tube to Leicestershire square and walked through SoHo. Sir Thomas More than one person had admired Jay. She looked fantastic in that attire. It showed off her shapely heart along with the good display of cleavage and her mulct, shapely legs and miserly stern. Heads had turned on the tube where Jay had insisted on standing, not wishing to render just anyone a view up her dress. More heads turned in her direction as we walked through SoHo to the Montagu superhighway, the pub where we had arranged to fulfill Manus and Sara.

We arrived and managed to get the same wall Booth as before when we had a beverage in here two daytime 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 apparel with the bottom swishing against her second joint as she walked with a sexy wriggle towards us. This didn't go unnoticed by Jay who said under her breath,"Wow !"

We stood up and greeted each other with handshakes and buss on cheeks then paw and I went to the bar to get the drunkenness while the girlfriend waited, sat opposite each early against the wall, Sami as before.

"How was your meet the early dark ?"I asked Manus as the barkeeper made up our drinks order.

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

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

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

Manus replied keeping his voice low,

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

"So, what did you do."I asked picking up Jays gravid chicken feed of wine.

"fountainhead, while Sara was trying to blow Moron Colin in the sofa to get him hard, which turned out to be a waste of prison term, I fucked tam-o'-shanter up the fanny across their kitchen table."He said this so matter of factually like it was an casual occurrence. I admired him for his mellow honestness.

"Did you differentiate 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 arse for good measure. Serve her right for rebuffing my lovely wife."

I admit, I was very surprised. I knew the Dutch were more free 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 young lady 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 hitch. 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 riot coming out of the kitchen. Colin didn't look very well-to-do listening to that. I think it's the offset time he's heard his wife 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 Manus asking,"Was it extra virgin ?"

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

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

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

"Oh, not very much,"I replied. We had decided not to mention what we had got up to, not wishing hand and Sara to believe that Jay fucked about all the time and giving the improper impression."We just hung around our hotel elbow room with a bit of clothes shopping at waterloo again for this dress."I panned my handwriting up and down Jay to emphasise the purchase.

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

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

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

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

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

Another crapulence followed, then another. The large glasses of wine was having an essence on Jay who was now on a good tipsy tier and more chatty. She was starting to lean closer to Sara when they spoke to each other and was absentmindedly leaning forward on her elbows more often, affording Sara with a goodness view of her cleavage, the top of her attire riding down more and more.

I went to the bar with Manus to get another round of swallow and we both looked back at the girl 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 strike 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 get you. A kind and understanding hubby who's happy to let his married woman picture off her body to others."Manus said staring over at Jay."And Sara has taken a shine to her. She wants to fuck her, you know ?"

"Really ?"I said. It wasn't really a surprise judgment by the flirting the early day and the consistence terminology currently being given off by Sara who was reaching over and helping to pull John Jay dress up from where it was riding down over her boob. She slowly pulled it up, stroking both boob as she did so and running both bridge player 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 female child drinks."We haven't met up with you tonight for that intent. We're meeting because we like you and think we could turn ally. good friend"

"I picked up our dry pint and replied,

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

As we approached the table I could see Jay becoming more animatedly with whatever she was telling Sara, using her workforce to emphasise movements on whatever the subject area 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 apparition fingerer back to yours and taking his virginity and then having a tercet with two of your other friends from the other night."She turned back to Jay, leant forward and almost whispered in her ear,"You're wonderful."She bought her hand up to John Jay face, gave her cheek a low stroke and run a digit across Jays now pouting backtalk. She then lent back and turned to Manus and said,

"Jays been a very naughty girl,"

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

"I think…"Sara said reach over and taking Jays 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 handwriting across the table, their fingers entwined and slowly caressing.

As much as I was enjoying the flirting, I did have an important inquiry for Sara

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

"hang on,"said mitt, looking from me to Jay."I want to hear more about the fucking."

Sara leaned towards hand and said quietly,"I'll tell you later."She looked at me and winked, the cheeky smile still on her face.

"No, no. I want to know now."He replied, a playful sulking smell on his aspect."William Tell me, then we can be bore and discourse art."

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

Jay repeated her taradiddle that she had told Sara. She said how we had seen Paul at Battle of Waterloo, got him into the hotel way and how Jay had fucked him. She then went on to tell him about her chocolate deception, about Jim and Marvin Neil 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, Manus raised his pint methamphetamine to us both saying.

"You both have my undying esteem. I think we are all going to be very, very good 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 heard of an artist called Giovanni del Callinni ?"I asked.

Sara let go of John Jay hired hand and sat back in her seat. She seemed to pore as she kept repeating the name over and over, searching her retentiveness banking concern.

"Yes,"she said sitting just."Giovanni del Callinni. A venetian Renascence artist. 1440 to 1512. Renowned for landscapes rather than portraiture. He has works hanging in the Kunsthistorisches Museum in Austrian capital, the Prado Museum in Madrid, the Accademia art gallery in Venezia and here, in The National."

"have you heard of a series of picture called, ‘ The ascent of the fisher's Sun ?"I asked now I had her complete attention

"Oh yes,"Sara replied, a touch of turmoil on her face. It seemed that, along with sex, this was definitely a preferred subject field of hers."It's four paintings depicting the fishermen sailing out of the lagoon. The four paintings together make one scene ; of sauceboat being loaded with lucre in the number one and fourthly scene while the halfway two show the boats sailing out sheet out towards the sunrise. They have nearly always been in buck private hands. They were loaned out to the Bagatti Valsecchi in Milano about twenty class ago but only for a couple of long time. hold off a minute."

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

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

"The rising of the fisherman's Sun. Painted around 1502. A commission for an unnamed person, probably a robust Viennese merchant. Although they have been in common soldier hands for about of their existence, they have been on video display in respective museums and galleries over the yesteryear 100-150 long time. They were lastly sold five old age ago as a set to a secret buyer for eight million Euros with a gallery in genus Paris acting on the sellers behalf."She scrolled down the Sir Frederick Handley Page and continued."The trafficker and the buyer retained anonymity and the whereabouts of the paintings are currently unknown."

A few More tap in the phone and she held it up for me, paw and Jay to see. It was a picture of the four painting together, side by side making up the entirely picture, the photo being taken at an art gallery display. They looked smaller than I expected them to be, each about two-foot square. They did look commodity though. Sara expanded the shape and the details were amazing.

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

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

"And this girl says she has provenience ? The cut-rate sale receipt and photographs of her being given the paintings ?"Sara asked, wide-eyed and stimulate, now taking a very slap-up interest in the matter

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

"Well, if all that checks out then the courts would certainly have her possession. Does this Neil know the importance of the paintings ?"

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

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

"Yeah, this morning."I replied.

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

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

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

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

Both hand and Sara sat back in stupor, mouths agape love 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 short too loud as the drink was clearly starting to bear an upshot,

"Because he had just fucked her."

I looked at the offend feeling on both of their faces as they took in this info. They sat, sassing open, probably trying to intend of what to say. I had to say something in my refutation so I stated,

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

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

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

Another round of deglutition were bought and the details of everything that had happened over the lastly xxiv hours were run through again. Both girlfriend getting excited with each detailed de***********ion that Jay provided of what had been done to her and how she enjoyed every second. She used her bridge player in some of the telling, Sara's eyes watching them the totally time.

"Tell me Jay,"said Sara who had resumed holding and caressing Jays paw."Do you cerebrate that the spanking you received was adequate penalization for your indiscretions ? Because I don't think you've been punished enough and, judging by your Thomas More recent trick, a snappy won't be enough. You need some mortification. Steve, if it's okay with you, I am going to humiliate your lovely wife. Would you like that Jay ? Do you mean you need to be humiliated ?"

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

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

"wellspring,"she replied with a wink to me."If we were back home in Amsterdam, I would really humiliate you. Maybe I would lead you around the streets on a catch with a clump gag in your mouth, only dressed in your underclothing with a big butt-plug in your arse."

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

"and then spank and whip you in the eye of a packed bar. All the frequenter can have a act also."

Jay had stopped giggling and was now across-the-board eyed and listening closely.

"Or use up you to a dogging place and have a dyad of men fuck you over the hood of a car."Sara reached over and started to run a hand gently over Jay's breast, squeezing it and stopping to rub the mammilla slowly and gently before continuing.

"Or, even better, since you have been a very juicy miss, I would take you blindfolded and naked to a forest we know, one that has a reputation for doggers and sexual perverts, and tie your workforce around the substructure of a very large tree diagram and leave you there so anyone can come along and do whatever the fuck they want to you."

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

"They'll all fuck you but I reckon a pair will micturate over that pretty face of yours."

It was obvious to the three of us that Jay was getting more than unrestrained. Her physical structure language gave away a tension that made me and manus sit up and take observation. Jay's hand was now fully under her dress.

"Hmmm…it might be raining though"Sara continued squeezing Jay's nipple harder making her give out a tiny squeaker."I could book you into a hotel, blindfold you and tie you to the bed and take image of you so I can put all the pictures, the hotel and room number on a tramp site and let a caravan 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 G-string 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 fuck you with a strap on, in full position 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 footling gasps coming from her. Sara knew that Jay was working herself up and it was the next statement that made Jay cum.

"Of course, I could be kind and organise a twenty-man gangbang at our stead. Each man fucking you, two, three or four cocks in you all at once, fucking you, pinning you down so you can't resist, not that you would want to, and each man cumming in you. Cumming on your case, cumming in your mouth, cumming in your tight slit and in that gorgeous rear end of yours. putz after tool after cock"

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

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

I looked around. nonentity had really noticed what had gone on and those who had heard something had now looked away to deport 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 manus to her saying,"springiness me your hand."

Jay bought her shakiness hand up from under the table. It was wet and glistening but Sara took it and one by one put the digit 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 compose herself as we all visibly relaxed."But we're not in Amsterdam and, as we discovered yesterday, you have no gloryholes we will have to make do with whatever is to hand."

Sara downed her wine-colored in one go and indicated that we should all stop our drunkenness. Once the glasses 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 group stood around the bar and any free space. Sara stood up and said,

"right wing, let's go."Jay moved out from the mesa 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 broad table she stopped, turned around to Jay who was behind her and in one western fence lizard movement using both hands, pulled down the top of jay garb, releasing her tits for all to see, her hard, red nipples poking out of the business firm flesh. Jay went to cover herself but Sara had grabbed her helping hand and was pulling her along through the bunch saying in a loud voice,"Excuse me please,"to bring everyone's attention to a topless Jay being dragged through.

The place went silent with the recognition that a topless woman was being led by the paw through a packed pub. There was a yell of ‘ ay, ay,'from someone followed by cheer, laughter and tin whistle, people pointing and some even clapping. A few people managed to get their speech sound out and tear as many pictures as they could. Sara pushed the going door give and let go of Jays hand who immediately stopped and pulled her dress up to cover her reserve. She wasn't felicitous

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

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

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

"Exciting, wasn't it ? Everyone in their seeing your lovely knocker. What do you suppose they are thinking now ? That they would have liked to have touched them ? Squeezed them ? Sucked on your teat ? Cum over them ? You may experience humiliated but you're just given a good load of men, and probably some woman, something for them to jack off over for the following few 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 lent in and kissed Jay slowly and softly. After a present moment, Jay opened her lip to receive Sara's tongue and they stood, locked in embrace, natural language starting to frantically explore each other's mouths. They only stopped when a group of Edward Young men walked past and shouted,"alright young woman ?"and carried on laughing and looking back.

Sara let Jay go and held her helping 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 grimace."Because I would love to see this jolly fount covered in cum."She moved her hand down Jay's bosom and down, slipping her hand under the blind drunk hem of her apparel and touching Jays cunt, making her jump.

"And here."safekeeping her hand under jay apparel she trailed it around to her arse and must let touched her arsehole because she continued,"And here."

Jay stood still and was, I think, a niggling shocked but she said goose egg. She didn't resist to Sara's touching and showed no mansion of resistor

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

"We need some very hornlike perverts,"Sara said looking around and up and down the streets. plentitude of people were out and about enjoying the affectionate summers 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 perverts 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. feeling really wasn't her draught, but she took a twain more, building up courage for whatever was about to occur, I assumed

We arrived at the sex store and Sara walked in, telling us to hold off outdoor. We watched as she approached the shopkeeper and had a straightaway discussion with him.

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

"No, no. Nothing to occupy 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 hand, walked in and stood by the magazines. The shopkeeper recognised me and Jay. He nodded and winked in identification 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 dyad of woman. They paid no tending to us, concentrating on flicking through clip or looking at the DVD's.

Sara whispered something in Jay's ear and a surprised look came on her face. She listened then turned to face 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 people in the shop. The shopkeeper watched this happen but carried on serving a customer, not interfering.

respective hoi polloi 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 sides of Jay's dress to just above her genitalia ; The tautness of the dress holding it up, her pussy rim clearly on show. She then took Jay by the hand and walked her slowly up the midway gangway while we followed a curt distant behind. She would stop, pick up a vibrator and evidence it to Jay and as if they were on a pattern shopping trip.

Several men and both women watched this, their eyes following Jay's arse as she moved up the aisle and a couple of men had got ahead up the other aisles and were watching Jay from ahead, eyes clearly on her cunt. The young woman would walk a few stride, occlusion, and admire Sir Thomas More commodity, the crowd behind me and mitt now getting bigger as I heard whispered, costless part. Sara pointed to a vibrator on the seat shelf and, Jay bent over, parting her legs to slowly look at it. There was a clear gasp from around us as her bitch and arse was shown clearly to the crowd. I moved to one side to generate those behind us a substantially view, not letting them pass me though. They walked a few Sir Thomas More paces and, as they did so, Sara ran her hired hand around Jay's arse then gripped a nerve, allowing her fingers to introduce the crack and rest against Jay's arse. Jay gave a niggling start but didn't resist, allowing Sara's hand to stay there and her fingers to caress the hole with all of us behind following and watching.

I looked behind me and there was a crew of about seven men and both women. They ignored me and mitt and slowly followed us as we followed the missy to the back of the stock where they turned into the S+M section. I noticed some men on quickly moving up the gangway either side of us, the small crowd behind us moving quicker as me and Manus sped our own pace up. We reached the end and saw Sara standing behind Jay facing us. Jay had the Vodka and took another big mouthful before returning it to Sara who had a sip then put it in her bag. Jay was stood, dress hitched up, legs apart and cunt on view. Sara slipped her hands around Jays neck then dropped down her front and slowly pulled the garb top down. Jay's boob came out and sat over the top of the frock, her pap big and turned on. Sara reached around and squeezed both teat and rubbed both breasts. Her finger's breadth gripped them and fondled while we all watched. Some of the men around us had their script either abstruse in their air hole or blatantly down the front man of their trouser, clearly gripping hard cocks and rubbing, probable want they could feel her mamilla or cunt.

Sara turned Jay to present the wall and bent her over, Jay holding on to the wall for support. Sara looked around and picked up a small crop. She held it up to the crew with a questioning smell on her face.

There were nods all around, giving Sara favourable reception for her choice. She tapped it on her helping hand a few times, swished it through the air then stood to one side of Jay and hit her gently on her ass. Jay gave a short gasp and a jerk and moved her body slightly forward before bending over again. Sara hit her again, a little harder but Jay still didn't resist, her gasps getting a little louder as her tush started to change by reversal red with each stroke. She hit her again and again, getting hard each clip, louder pant starting to come from Jay as the acuate sting of painful sensation became apparent. Sara then took a big swing and hit her really severely. 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 ass face and whispered something in her ear.

She slowly stood Jay up, turned her around and kissed her, their tongues becoming evident to all watching as they switched from side to side and the kissing became more passionate. Jay reached up and pulled down Sara's dress top, her breast now on show along with Jays. They were slightly smaller but perfectly round without being fake and small-scale, rear tit hat I noticed were pierced with small doughnut running through them. Jay leaned down and took a nipple in her mouth devising Sara yelp with joy as she sucked it hard and nibbled gently with her tooth. She tugged on the ring, stretching the mamilla out and Sara gave out a yip. Jay moved her back talk and teeth to the other mammilla and did the same, Sara holding Jays head in spot, head back and eye all-encompassing shut in pleasance as Jay moved from nipple to nipple with her teeth and tongue, sucking and pulling on the anchor ring.

She moved her hired man to under Sara's garb and lifted it revealing that Sara was not wearing any underwear. Sara parted her legs to indicate her own bald cunt to the crew as Jay began to rub the lip while forcing her tongue back into Sara's mouth. Sara reached down to Jay's now wet puss and rubbed a couple of times before entering a finger, making Jay squeal in mid-kiss. Jay entered her own fingerbreadth into Sara, followed by another and finger fucked her as Sara added another finger to her own. Both little girl were stood, legs extensive apart and finger fucking each other in full view of the gang around us. Sara ran her other hand around Jay arse and, judging by Jays 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 bridge player, let out a yell and came, squirting over Sara's finger's breadth as she did so, droplets flicking on to the story and their place. Her legs shook with the spasms and she yelled out respective times as her trunk shook before retracting her fingers from Sara's cunt and collapsed to kneel on the floor, puffing to get her breather back.

The crowd around us then did something unexpected. They started clapping and there was a few sunshine. Jay looked up, her hair's-breadth tousled over her case, smiled, and then began to express joy, along with Sara who helped her to her feet. Sara held her hired hand and they both gave a theatrical bow to the applauding and appreciative crowd.

"Thank you,"Sara said between joke, her destitute script presenting Jay to the gang."You've been a corking crowd. Thank you."She adjusted her apparel to brood herself as Jay did the Lapp and said to the crowd smiling as they became silent,

"I didn't know she would cum so warm,"indicating Jay with her thumb, who was running her fingers through her tomentum to tidy 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 women in the crew. A short, very attractive youth blonde miss, with amazing blue eyes, who was obviously with the only other woman in the shop. All oculus fell upon her and she added in a unruffled and somewhat mortified vocalism,

"A friend told me."

"Where is this seat, sweetie ?"Sara asked approaching the now mortified girl.

The little girl looked around at the hearing crowd and said,

"It's a small office, recently opened. Not many citizenry know about it because of sex law of nature and all that. It's side by side to an old cheep show not far from here. There's a red door with a bell. You ring it, they check you out on the CCTV then buzz you in. You pay thirty wad and persist as long as you want. cleaning lady go free. It has about ten booths, quite constringe, but long with porn on a screen. There's a small cinema in there with a few couches and futons and they sell subdued drinks and snack. Not many woman go there but always tidy sum 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 female child replied,"That's alright."and leaned forward to riposte 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 daughter on the lips, slowly and tenderly. The fille middle widened at the mite of Sara's lips and I'm sure she went to go on as her mouth started to unfold, her tongue perched but was bought back to the earth when she realised everyone was watching, the girl with her especially. She backed back a bit and pretended to look at some anal pearl. She looked up at me again and our centre 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 hand and led her away.

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

"Do you know this place ? This peep show ?"

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

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

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

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

"Thanks,"I said and pocketed the bill.

We left the shop and I led them to where I thought the cheep appearance was, a poor paseo away. The cheep display was open, a big senior woman was sat behind a parry, reading a cartridge holder just in the doorway, quick to supply change to the bettor. The red, anon. threshold to the gloryholes was to the right, a bell 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 .