“I know what it is like, especially on a freezing night like tonight.” She closed and locked the door behind Marina and led the way into the hall....“The toilets are on the righthand side of the stage, my dear.”The curtained stage was at the other end of the room, raised about a metre above the wooden floor of the hall, with steps on each side. In front of the stage about half a row of chairs had been set out, with a stack on a sack trolley still to be unloaded. The old woman was walking rather. “I told you before stay on the bed”“I am not getting off the bed Miss just sitting up”I sit with my legs hanging off the bed so she can see me much better, last time when I was laying down she would have seen my hand movement but little else. When she was watching before she was looking me in the eye most of the time, but this time her eyes are aimed much lower. I know exactly where she is looking and it turns me on even more. I am soon shooting my load out across the room it almost reaches. James repeated his instructions 'undo his pants...NOW!!!' Larry moved like some one turned on a switch. He quickly undid my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down to my ankles. Then he loosened James belt and James worked his pants down, his cock hard and stiff, poked between my butt cheeks. I twisted my body away from his probe and tried as hard as I could to break his grip. James bent my body over his cock nestled in the crack of butt, I looked over at Larry, he had taken his dick out. It's sudden and fast, your moans ceasing, becoming something close to a whimper. Your eyes lock with mine, pleading. And you don't say a word, only returning my smile when I begin to lick my glistening fingers clean. You're as transfixed as I am while memorizing the way you taste. My fingers return and sink within, speeding up the tempo, your narrowing eyelids signalling to not relent, to plunge as deep as I can and do not dare slow down or stop again. I know this in the sudden rise in your.