She more or less skipped into the kitchen, from which I heard “Oh goody goody”. She soon returned to the lounge with a plate of cheesecake and two...spoons. “Would you like some cheesecake?” she asked as she sat on the coffee table, right in front of me. “Well thank you, I would like to partake in the sharing of your delicious looking cake” I jokingly replied.Milly handed me a spoon and took a spoonful of cake for herself, whilst holding the plate in her other hand. I reached over with my spoon. This was a token search and all evidence of the various illegalities he was engaged in had been removed to a secret subterranean cellar. Besides, he had also confided that the police chief of the area was a frequent visitor of his and kept him dutifully informed of any official action that might be brewing against him. The system had obviously worked well as Gamal had been doing this since the end of the war and had become a very wealthy man. It was rumored that he had connections in the higher. "Can we touch it? You can touch us." Shelly said and we all started poking and fondling. None of us really knew what we were doing. I was playing with four tits and then stuck my fingers in the two pussies. Four hands grasping at my cock and balls. Then a mouth went around my cock. "I want to see it squirt, how can we make it cum?" Shelly asked as Ellie put the throbbing member int her mouth. "I stroke it till it does that." I said looking at the hand lotion we kept there for doing that very. Watching sexy women try on sexy clothes. Though accessorizing and buying make-up wasn’t his forté.“Go,” said Ginny.He had them meet him at an old bookshop. A throwback to expatriate days, with quite a lot of books in English. A lot of interesting small press books. Used books upstairs. Some very expensive first editions. Including several of his plays and poetry done by his lesbian friends in Milwaukee. A café attached.The present owner of the shop, third generation, a lovely brunette about his.