I could feel the embarrassment in his face. I folded the paper and gave it to him, he said he was sorry and not to tell this to anyone. I agreed and m...ved out. I couldn’t get the image of the two naked women out of my mind, so in the afternoon I again went into his room to take a peek at the photo when he went for lunch. The photo was not there, Cheran must have kept it some were else.I was searching his room when he came in. He asked me what I’m doing in the room; I stood silent searching for. We got a name and a location to visit, so we moved on to a certain local pub to look up "Harry the Horse." Harry had that name because of an unusually long nose. He was not proud of the nickname, but he was able to live with it. The real problem with the name as far as he was concerned was that it made him very easy to recognize.Harry was sitting alone in a booth when we joined him. His greeting was, "What do you two creeps want?"This time, I was the spokesman. "My friend and I are here looking. My dick started to feel moist. I let my hand move between her thighs. I could feel the dampness and heat between her legs. I couldn't believe how amazing her ass was. I'd only thought about it in my dreams. It was firm and incredibly sexy. I had enough, I needed to taste her.I knelt on the floor behind her. Kissed the back of her knees and ran my lips and tongue upwards the same way my hand went. I could smell her wetness and sweat from the whole day. I loved it. I lowered her panties to her. It looked a little strange ... she brought it to her nose as she got ready to use it, trying not to make it too obvious to any hidden cameras that might be filming. Sure enough, he he’d somehow gotten some spunk into her tooth paste. She was about to throw it into the sink when she heard Jon’s voice.“Are you OK?”She looked over at Jon, thinking how those sick perverts from work were twisting her and Jon’s love for each other. Tears almost slipped from her eyes.“I’m OK,” she gave him a sad.