Both in the pleasure of the view before me and in the knowledge, that my eyes alone were causing that sensual reaction I was bearing witness to. And t...at, will never get old.I had to reach down and adjust myself for comfort, prompting a giggle from the body those legs were attached to.Her thighs brushed together wantonly. Greyish milky thighs, also with a tease of blue. My mouth watered.My tongue wanted out for a taste of that flesh. Her flesh.Further up, my exploring eyes traveled. To a form. I found the bottle of whiskey and offered drinks to the five guys. Three of them let me pour a drink for them. The forth said he would take a drink after he got some pussy.When the next girl appeared, the guy who said he would take a drink later was the first to stand. I winked at the two policemen as the couple left the room together. They grinned back.Another girl came into the room. "Hi, I'm Teresa. Who wants to fuck?"One of the remaining men stood up and handed me his empty glass. "I do,". No rings.She was dressed conservatively though casually, with a high-necked sweater and form-fitting trousers beneath which peeped sensible black shoes."Yes?" The tone was aggressive, not to be trifled with."Allan Jonsson." Somehow I knew that the less I said the better she would like me."Oh yes. I should have known that, I saw you on television. Derek did quite a job on you."I did not reply and she stood aside to allow me entry, closed the door behind me and then led me into a well-furnished. Likewise, where Lizzy was busily pissing, a small damp stain had formed as her toilet shower ran off the cardboard sign.‘Enjoying the show?’ asked Hannah with a small amount of indignation. As if to highlight her disgruntlement at being watched in the act of piss vandalism, she twisted her hips in order to send her arching piss to patter down over the carpet. Leah giggled at this display, changing her own aim to send a second pattering shower to also cover the reception carpet. Zara and Rebecca.