Sometimes she felt she needed just to spend a little time by herself, thinking about what she had learned but today she felt independent, and just wan...ed to do what she wanted to do.She made her way to Cambridge Circus. It was only five minutes walk from the Tea Parlour but it was, at least, a change of scene. It was pedestrianised now and used as a venue for New Order rallies. The intelligence services were rumoured to have their offices almost opposite. Just around the corner, in Old Compton. Then with an idea I grabbed one for Chris. Slowly I walked down the hall and went to the open bathroom. The shower curtain was blue plastic so I couldn't see anything but I put his beer on the counter and stole his towel. I quickly walked back to the couch and drank my beer and closed my eyes. Soon I felt a presence in front of me."I make it rain! I make it rain!" Chris' voice said and I felt water hit me. Opening my eyes Chris' six inch flaccid dick and dark pubes were in front of me, bouncing. She stood there in her red cropped T-shirt, black fishnet stockings (with no garter belt, they stayed up on their own) and, finally, her knee-high black leather boots. I glanced at her crotch. She had a shaved snatch and the fact that she was still wearing most of her clothes but was just bare from the tops of her thighs to her lower chest just made her look especially slutty! Especially with her tattoos, all her piercings (she had a gold hoop pierced through her clitoris I noticed) and her. He decided he wanted to get right into her, and he didn't exactly want to hurt her. He licked her ass, then penetrated her ass with his tongue. She started to moan, and he felt, and smelled her vagina become soaking wet. He pulled his tongue out, slowly, and slid his dick into her. The entire time she was moaning and saying, "Ohhh... my god..." once he was as far in as he could possably get, he pulled out quicker. He then pushed in quicker, then out, then in quicker. She was starting to feel.