As we slowly kissed and stripped off ignoring the crowd, Christy had me on full show to the audience, legs wide apart, pussy red, wet and desperate to...be filled.She kissed me from the top of the bed, rubbing my tits as Matt appeared from one of the front seats looking like a punter, pulling his shirt out and off. He slipped off his shoes and socks and down went his trousers and pants. His massive cock appeared as he walked to the bed and slipped his head between my legs and licked my. She saw he had a typical bookworm's room. His clothes were average so he needed a wardrobe change too. "Wow, this is going to take a lot of work. Jamie, we gotta get the clothes up to date sweetie. Get some rest." She told him. As he slept he was hearing noises from the next room. He crept down to the guest room and he nooticed that the door was cracked open. He saw Rachel and Rob fucking their brains out. He stood there frozen for 15 minutes and retreated to his room. He had to masturbate to. ‘Where are we going now?’ ‘Plan B, old son. Confusion to our enemies. We’re going to pay Mr Mickey the Mouth Cornell a little visit.’ ‘He wasn’t there then, this morning?’ ‘Very much doubt it. Wouldn’t have been so easy. Besides, he wouldn’t sully his lilywhite hands. Leaves the rough stuff to the mechanics, he’s the engineer.’ ‘Do you know where to find him?’ ‘Couple of phone calls was all it took. We have friends in low places.’ I knew I wouldn’t get any more out them so I settled back for. Just as I was about to turn and start walking toward my car, two guys walked past me headed for the door of the bar. I hadn't seen them before and while they both took a good long look, one of them smiled and said to me, "It's a bit cold for that skirt, honey." I just giggled as they walked into the bar. My luck had changed, perhaps one of these guys would take an interest in me. I thought for a moment, I couldn't let all this work go to waste. I needed a fuck, so I took a deep breath and.