Suddenly she was overcome with a burning desire, deep in the core of her. She needed these men to fuck her. Now. “Should we call it in...?”, one o... the men continued, both still keeping their eyes on Rose. She took a step towards them, licking her lips as the suit rewarded her pussy with a quick pump. She reached up, tugging at the buttons on her blue jumpsuit. She needed it off now, she didn't care if they saw the alien... thing stuck to her underneath. “...Woah...”, one of the men said,. She noticed and moved aside on my lap a little. She then looked down and said, “He likes me as well.”“Nope, he loves you as well.”“I think you had better get rid of these clothes,” she said as she unbuttoned my shirt. She rubbed her soft hands across my chest running her little fingers through the red hair that adorned it. She then pulled me to my feet to unbuckle my trousers. As she pushed my trousers and underpants to the floor my cock as hard as a policeman’s batten flipped upwards striking. “Cockney rhyming slang," I told him, “Once he pegged you as Americans, he put it on for your benefit.”“Say, this beer’s not bad,” Brad said, “Another one?”“Sure," said Paul, but Jane and I refused, we’d only had a couple of sips of ours.Paul went with Brad to the bar and we heard loud laughter coming from them both, looking round we saw them in the middle of a group of people trying out their new found rhyming slang. The next thing we saw was Paul being shown to the karaoke machine on the stage. Le lowered the sturrupsone at a time and lowered my leg to the bed. When both were down, Irealized that I was no longer sitting on the bed pan.Me: Le, the bedpan?Le: You'll have to call me if you need to go. I have a stopper on thecatheter.Me: I need to go now.Le produced a cup and put it between my legs. I felt the pressure in mybladder release and heard the flow of urine into the cup. When itstopped, Le emerged from between my legs, and took the cup to thebathroom.Le: Better now?Me: Much.