Her eyes peered out to the group of men waiting for her. So many, she could not count. Each one of them either already nude or on their way there. She...stepped up onto a short stage in the middle, a felt tarp under her as she lay down. Her eyes drifted from one man to the next with her body growing warmer and warmer by the second.Her eyes slitted closed, watching the scene before her. Her fingers traced over the delicate curves of her body, imagining the sensations she would be experiencing in. After a few minutes I inserted a finger into her and she gasped and whimpered saying how good it was and telling me not to stop, so I didnt I kept going until she came and her juices flowed over my face. She was very flushed and said she had to shower again so off she went leaving me with a rock hard cock.After showering she went back to where her husband lay and relaxed in the sun for a while. I walked past her to look at the view over the city and she was smiling with so much happiness. As I. We dined among a crowd from the stage and enjoyed the noisy, smoky atmosphere until two officers entered, looked about and then came directly to our corner table, two captains, one of whom I vaguely recognized."Melissa Jane," said the older of the two, ignoring me as though I were another chair. "What are you doing here?" Staying dry," she said, touching the tablecloth to her lips. "Won't you sit down and join us?" She introduced me as her escort, and both men glanced at me and then turned. I stood there for a moment with his goo just dripping down to the floor and he looked at my saturated face apologetic for messing up my cosmetics. I didn't mind getting my lipstick smudged or that my mascara was running from my tears of joy and spritzes of happy juice thinking ahead to the prospect of taking that thing from behind in the back end of my slit with his huge sacs bouncing on my clit.It was a vision soon a reality and I have to admit I was grunting just like one of those schoolgirls.