"I've seen better looking bitches in Battersea Dog's Home!"Ah well, beggars can't be choosers so it was up to us to find the best of breed for the nig...t! Wurzel spotted a couple of likely sorts and we moved in on them."Evening ladies, mind if we join you?"He sat down and beamed at the two rather buxom 'girls' who were probably pushing 40, or had even pushed over that age. He was the best chatter-upper in the battalion, even better than Gino. Didn't have Gino's good looks but had this open. The leader took Mel by the hand and led her without much protest to a set of stairs at the back. He called out, partly to me and partly to the guy who seemed to be tending the bar, "hey bring a couple of bottles up, better hurry or you'll miss the first couple of guys fucking her!" The bartender put a couple of bottles of rum in my hand and I followed the sound of the feet going ahead of me up the dark staircase. There was a guy barring the way into the room where they'd obviously gone but when. I press like I'm going to shove my finger in her ass but then slip the string to the side. I start at her already swollen clit, stopping only long enough to push my tongue into her wet cunt. Then I continue until I'm actually tongue-fucking her butt. I can hear her moaning and I feel my neck get wet when one of her orgasms ends with her squirting. I back off, grip her hips and slowly but steadily push the engorged head of my cock between her slick pussy lips. They stretch around my shaft and I. Wagoner needed to see her as soon as possible. Janice looked worried, and Nate offered to go with her. Sylvia said, “Nate, let Janice do this alone. She’s not in trouble, and Dr. Wagoner has some good news for her.” Nate seemed at least partially mollified. He gave Janice a quick kiss, helped her into her clothes, and she left the room. I asked Sylvia what the good news was. “None of your business,” Sylvia said. The tone said even more, so I dropped the subject. Valerie volunteered that she had.