"There," she screamed. "Sur la table," wrestling in the big guy's grip and pointing at the bedside table.June felt herself sliding towards the floor a... the big guy turned to look. In an instant, she spun out of his arms and before he could move she reached past him, grabbed a condom from the box, ripped it open and started applying it to the cock on the bed."Préservatif," she said again. "Tout le monde, préservatif."She handed the box to the big guy, pointing at the contents. "Grande pour. Sir Kieran started. ’What is the meaning of this!?’ he spluttered, desperately trying to cover himself up. ’Can you not see we are “busy”?’ ‘Apologies, Gentlemen’ Said the round faced barman who had just entered the room. He too was leering at the scene ahead of them, watching Lord Edmund’s hips thrusting into Miss Robertson’s tight opening. ‘Do you mind? We have not finished’ Sir Kieran said, pushing the barman toward the door. A stab of anger shot through the barman’s chest. How dare he?! But. Damn it, Jack yelled as he picked it back up showing us a big scratch on it. Do you want us to go change? I asked smiling at him. Change what oh your bikinis? Jack asked followed by, I did not even notice, as he gave a little laugh. I asked Jack what we could do to help. Jack stood at the back of the car for a few seconds then told me that we could polish the new wheels he had brought for my car pointing to a set of rim laying on a table near the car. I went over to them and I saw they were. He quickly slid his finger out of his daughters pussy. The waiters presence, however, did nothing to deter the two young girls from their united goal. They continued to stroke him even as the ignorant man piled their table full of steaming hot pasta dishes. Michael struggled to keep his face void of emotion, watching the man intently for any sign that would indicate he knew what was happening under the table. When the young man just smiled and asked, Is there anything else I can get you folks?,.