I can't say the restaurant-brothel they went to was a bad brothel, on the contrary. But it was a really bad, unhygienic Russian restaurant.I was right...on time at the diner. Lorena's shift ended the following hour, and we went out together. This time, it was a cold night, and it was already dark long before I even started eating. We rushed to the hotel, fearing a rain with strong wind that was announced in an earlier forecast. It was freezing, but at least we beat the rain to it, just barely.. Using the tips of all four fingers her slowly stroked her pussy, in a circular motion, she writhed against him.“Please.” Was all that could escape her lips. But from only this he knew what she meant. He just wasn’t willing to oblige yet. He continued outside, untill finally her pleads grew to protests and he slipped inside her pants. The slight brush of his fingers against her clit made Sophie gasp and grab onto his back urging him to continue. Using three fingers he continued the circular. After dancing her troubles away, Shannon realized that she needed to answer nature’s call quite urgently. She went to the washroom. There were no guy or girls washroom. It was just a room with 5 cubicles. Shannon quickly chose a cubicle and closed the door. She undid her belt and jeans and slides them down to her ankles. Next was her red thong. While relieving herself, she was quite curious to why there was a hole at each side of her cubicle. She looked inside one and it showed the next empty. A few seconds later, Allison could hear the sounds of Kaija's finger flickering over her moist privates.Vacillating between intrigue and nausea, Allison watched a few moments longer. In time, Kaija's breathing turned into pants, and satisfied moans escaped from her lips. She tried futilely to muffle the sound in her pillow, but the sensations were obviously too intense. Allison's cheeks grew warm from embarrassment until she could take it no longer. Feeling guilty about taking in the show,.