Then they started walking off downa dark and dingy alley giggling to one another. I shrugged my shoulders, put my hands in my pockets and walked off, ...henrealised that my mobile phone wasn't in my pocket, neither was mywallet. I'd been had. I started off running toward the alley where Ilast saw the two prostitutes walking down, it was barely lit, but Icould hear the click of their stilettos on the pavement and the sound oftheir laughter. I ran down the alley shouting for them to stop,. However, just before she reached what was building up to be the biggest orgasm she had in her life, the girls stopped her. While Angela moaned in frustration, the girls all joined her in the shower, giggling and taking turns to stand under the water. They got Angela to do their backs and soap them up, demanding more and more attention from her. Angela started protesting at one stage but Debbie gave her a stern glare and Angela kept her mouth shut and did as she was told.Finally the girls were. I could feel her fingers rap around my cock. I knew i had here in my grasp. “This feel very nice and hard” she seed. I looked in the eye and I move my hand to her side . I felt for the waistband of here scribes and worked my thumb around it. “Your hands are magical so smooth and soffit around my cock” just dont stop” I said. I slid my hand around here waistband and I could feel here granny panties. Soft and silky. I then slid my hands to the front of her scrub pants and slid them down to here. After the night, Linda and I and Martin and Clara had sex in the same room, we didn’t have contact for a couple of weeks. That was until I ran into Martin at a party of a friend of ours, Steven. Linda did stay at home that evening, because she didn’t really like Steven. I didn’t think, Martin would be there as well, but when I arrived, I was happy to see him sitting next to Clara, holding hands. They looked great. At some point, when I stepped out to the balkony to smoke a cigarette, Martin.