I had to get back. Itdidn't matter that I didn't know the way. I would find it if I drove onlong enough.I put the car in gear and punched the accelera...or, lurching off, butnot before I saw the front door to the grey house open up and saw thesame rain-blurred silhouette emerge.Then it was gone in the rear-view mirror, lost behind the smeared glassof the back window.I drove on, refusing to slow even a little for fear that I'd want tocircle back. I had to keep going; that was all. Keep going.It. ”“You are so bad,” she said. “You fancy a nightcap?”“Yeah, what have you got?”“Something you might find quite interesting,” she said, smiling in a curious way that I was beginning to recognise as her way of inviting a bit of horny fun.“Let's get undressed first,” she said, “then I'll show you. We'll also need this mirror if you're up for it.”She was referring to the full-length mirror that hung opposite the bed; now I was really curious, but couldn't imagine what she had in mind. Anyway, we. I decided to take charge I ordered the girls to strip each other, they pulled off each other’s lycra leotards and then their sweaty white tights, I did notice staining in the gussets of both girls tights a combination of sweat and vaginal juices, then when they were naked they stripped me removing my skintight leggings and bra top. I then instructed the girls to stand side by side and bend over, they put their hands on my bed and I made sure their tight firm bodies were touching, what a great. The antechamber had plush overstuffed couches covered with velvet material, full wall size mirrors, and a counter full of perfume samples.I walked into the next room were there was a wall of sinks with an assortment of fancy soaps and real cloth towels to wipe with. There were six stalls. As I entered one of the stalls a mist of room freshener wafted out over my head. I lifted my dress up to my waist and found out that the toilet had a heated seat. I splayed my legs out and inserted a finger.