“Wordy.”From the speakers above them, a sappy, vaguely 80s sounding power ballad drifted down and hit their ears. Jack grimaced. “I hate this so...g. Shall we go then?” he asked.“Sure thing,” she said. “Where would you like to take things?”“Bathrooms,” he replied. He hated the song, apparently, but not enough to trek momentarily back out into the cold, wait around for a taxi and go to some other location.Valerie and Jack stood at the same time, both of them abandoning the last few drips and dregs. "Baby... Are you still ok...?" Mhmmm..." He watches me as his fingers continue to rub my pussy. I begin to moan a little more as he starts focusing on my clit. I can feel my pussy soaking his fingers even more. He then sits up on his knees and watches me as I lay there and squirm with his fingers dancing around my secret spot. Soon I begin thrusting my hips into his fingers, where he then rubs up and down my pussy, and then he slides his middle fingers into my pure pussy. My body tightens up. The closet was securely locked, and there was nothing else to do, except enjoy the moment.I took her gorgeous face in my hands and kissed her. Her soft, dark brown hair rippled through my fingers while I savoured the taste of her full lips. Within seconds I was caressing her ass under her skirt, feeling the beautiful roundness of her buttocks.“How married are you?” she asked, grappling at the front of my trousers.“Apparently not enough,” I replied softly, anticipating the warmth of her lips on. He started a slow pacing never taking his eyes off of the intruder. ‘Sit Max, right now!’ the intruders sharp command caused a sudden surrender out of Max and even Carrie, she sat right down on the floor, ‘Good boy Max, Carrie I want you to stand up now I won’t hurt you that’s it that’s a good girl.’ Carrie stood up slowly and wondered why she was obeying this man as if he were the master and she the dog, he was very good looking she would have to give him that. About 6 ft tall dark hair green.