“Now, Ian, if you feel the skirt you should find a slit on each side. Put your hands into the slits. That’s it. Push your hands down as far as the... will go without bending.”My hands slid into pockets of heavy satin. I hadn’t remembered that the dress’s skirt was in several layers. My hands were between the heavy outer skirt and the stiffened underskirt yet I couldn’t feel either layer. The pocket material was thick, soft and sensuous. Jane knelt beside me. Her hands fumbled at the edges of the. How does that sound?"When back in the room, they both got naked on the bed. Jenny pushed her ample tits together so Tom could come up them. He pushed up between them and slowly moved in and out of them."I never realised how sensitive my boobs are, until now. I love this," she exclaimed."I am cumming now," Tom exclaimed.As he did, then he came on both areas that Jenny had mentioned and she could see it clearly. Both her boobs and her face had his cum on."I really like that, I wish we had more. He could not fathom doing that. What is wrong with these fucking tools. There is nothing more precious in life than women and pussy. I will never understand this fucking loser jacking off on his knees. A mentality he could never, ever understand. An anomaly, a flaw of nature. A flaw. He was more than willing to exploit. Fucking shoot me in the head if I ever become like him. What the fuck is he. Who gives up pussy!! He thoughts returned to her and how bad he wanted to feel her pussy. By cock had been in females I liked it a lot, but something was Missing from it all I found out what it was after a long shift, working as waiters I got on with all the staff but one was different he was funny and good looking we liked to tease some of the guests by acting like we where gay and together, I think he did this a lot to maybe get to know them a little bit better? Working a long shift in the hotel in Rutland I got an invite to come to his room for a chat? I thought he was up to.