Next the contestants came on and paraded round the stage fuck they were stunnincould not even tell they were men big tits nice ass stunnin costumes b...kinis micro bikinis nothin left to the imagination i was starting to get hard just looking, the ladys either side suddenly slide there hands down my legs and started to rub up and down getting higher and higher till they got to my cock which by now was on stalks straining to get out,they unzip my fly pop the old boy out all 8" inches quite. In fact, the first floor still had a coupleof the original jail cells which were often used for various B & D sceneswhere people could watch from outside the cell.The second floor had a lounge, a large public play space, some changingrooms and several smaller play spaces. The entered the large play spaceand she saw that it had been decorated like some kind of a haunted space.In the center was a raised platform which had an open casket as itscenterpiece. Two floor length candelabras were. Now pulling the front of her panties down with one hand, exposing her wet labia flooding with pussy mucus, she squealed “Ooooh, look at that, no lube needed.” Then used the dildo in the other hand to directly massage her clitoris, this time nice and slow and hard. Round and round. Up and down. Up, up, up. The brushing action became more vigorous by the second. Up-down-up-down. Rub-RUB-rub-RUB-rub-RUB-rubbbb... “MMMHHH!! YEAHHH! Get in there, cowboy!” she almost sang it out, and finally dipped. I enter the arrivals lounge and keep walking with the tide of people from my flight as Italian voices call out. I glance around and as I cannot see Doug, I begin to panic- then a gentle hand touches my shoulder and I turn to see Doug smiling down at me. He is 6'4" with thick brown hair, hazel eyes and a handsome smile. He towers above my 5'2" frame and I suddenly feel very small indeed."Hello Mel," Doug's voice is soft and warm in his eloquent British accent. "Hi Doug," I squeak as I find.