Another button on her blouse had been undone and more stocking top was on show. "I'll make you cum but only with my hand. My pussy is saved for a real...man with a real cock. No BJs either. Only a real man can force me to my knees and get me to suck him off. Only a wank for a little wanker like you." "Yes, yes that's perfectly reasonable. I'm lucky to get a handjob. You know I want the best for you," John groaned. He reached to kiss her but she pushed him back. "Do you seriously want me to. .. "I really want to be with both of you ... I don't know exactly what I'm doing ... but will you help me with everything... ?" I answered between licks, "Of course ... we know you are worth it..." Laura must have liked my answer, for she put both feet in the hot suds, and lowered herself, turning around to back into my arms and legs. As she eased her head back under my chin, I gently took her tits in my hands, and after she raised both arms high above, I again asked her... "how in the hell can. My wife, Donna, used to do manual work in a kitchen at the local hospital. 1983 she was 22 years old and worked in a virtually all female environment. This particular day she’d finished her shift at 2:30pm, as she walked down to the changing room she was joined by another girl, Jan, also 22 slim and had long blonde hairAs you can imagine three girls all cackling away, laughing and joking, in a smallish changing room. Donna had opened her locker and taken off her overall, she was stood in her. I don’t know who or how or where.”Sue stared at him. “What sort of stuff?”“Mostly out of date stuff now. Who’s going where. When government ministers are going to be in the area. And which ones. I’ve got lots of names, and I’ve tried as far as possible to note down everyone who has committed a serious offence.”Sue gave a bitter laugh. “That’s a good one,” she said, “what am I supposed to do with that?”“Nothing. Not really. I’ve been in Reading for less than a week, so most of it is for Oxford.