The room smelled like a fuckin' whore house, of sweet woman-juice and spicy man-cum.Johnny pushed Gerta off his face. She landed, bare legs kicking in...the air, on the two lovers squirming in blissful lust a few feet away. Instantly,Johnny rolled over and joined the trio of laughing nudists entangled in a mass of flailing arms and legs.Everyone was laughing and giggling as they tried to extract themselves from the tangled web. Their struggling only made their entanglement worse.Gerta felt. She smiled and nodded, “Sometimes I think you just read sex stories and never work! Is that all you do in England?”Fred smiled and shrugged, “Exercise? I work out, work for Allan and read sex stories.”Katie leaned across the table and whispered, “You probably just work out your cock!”“I think you like me doing that! Well what did you think?” as he lifted his phone up and took a picture of his wife across the table. She stared at him as she sipped her wine, “Damn you look so beautiful. . I put my feet up and I could see his bulge through his tracksuit bottoms he started to massage my size 3 feet and he was just staring at them I got the other friends hand and put it on my lap and he started rubbing them gently all of a sudden his friend started to lick my feet and suck on my toes and I just couldn't help but moan his other friend got up and put his dick I front of my face I was taken back for a moment but thought fuck it, I took his dick in my mouth and started to suck him. Oh, you got a telegraph wire for Lute Halverson?"You Mister Halverson?" Naw, I'm just finishing up some business for him. He's moving on down the line." Well, I do have this," he held up a sheaf of papers. "They all came down from Oklahoma City. It seems Mister Halverson got himself in big trouble. He stole from the railroad." The man had as much awe in his voice as if Halverson had been accused of robbing widows and nuns."Gimme," Harley said and took the papers from the man. The first one.