As it was we waited a week, just to give the Sundays their chance too, but there wasn't a sniff. Harry's team had been checking out their homes too an... it all looked O.K. The pick up itself we organised so that we could take them one at a time. I guess we could have walked in with machine guns at the ready but there's always a risk that something will go wrong and Harry likes safer approaches.The girls had been used to having some sort of competition in the afternoons. The first few days they'd. They looked so nice. She had nickle sized nipples, I leaned up and kissed them, they felt so good on my face I did not want to do anything else. She started grinding on my cock and she could see it was turning me on because my penis was getting hard. She took of my shirt and ran her hands down my chest. I am an average guy, 6'1 athletic body, tanned. I knew she liked my body. She ran her hands down to my belt undid my belt and button and was slowly unzipping my pants. She took my pants off and. The following evening arrived, Paul arriving a little earlier than expected. Jaq was still upstairs so Paul and myself settled down to enjoy a glass of my favourite malt whiskey. Jaq appeared a short while later; we both admired her choice of outfit for the evening. Jaq had on a little red lacy dress, high heels and not much else. Paul knew instantly that more than dinner was on offer this evening.Jaq was doing the cooking, Paul and I sat drinking at the breakfast bar watching Jaq cooking in. Each of them was here with a significant other in the crowd.He followed her at a discrete distance around the corner and down some steps to the dim hall where the bathrooms were. She opened the door marked "Men" and looked in. It was empty, so she went in, and he followed. Grinning widely, she took his hand and pushed open the door to the wheelchair access stall, which had lots of room inside. Hiking up her skirt, she slid her panties down and sat on the toilet, releasing a long, loud stream of.