Just to do something, I spit on my finger and played with Miki's asshole. She couldn't take a full size dick in her ass, but she liked a finger in the...e. I couldn't just sit back and take it. I need to do something. So I spun Miki a little sideways and Dave followed with his cock still buried in her. I had moved her enough so I could slip underneath her and lick her clit as Dave continued to fuck her. It's an akward maneuver, so you can imagine his balls hitting my forehead, my nose rubbing his. Give your camera to our new friend and then get your ass back over here.”Before I followed the instruction to hand my camera to our friend, I whispered in her ear, "What if he runs away with our camera? There are a lot of compromising pictures in this camera." She laughed and told me not to worry because she had a plan. She asked the walker to remove his trunks, put them in his backpack and give that to us. We would keep it until the end of the show. “Sorry about this," she said, "but we want. Tilting the bottle back she took a healthy swallow. She looked over at me and gave me a rueful grin. "If I look half as bad as you it will be about the worst I've ever been." I grinned back at her. "No baby, you're still beautiful." And she was.She shook her head slowly then winced and reached up to rub her forehead. She looked around slowly. "So, where are we?" she asked me. I shook my head. "I don't know babe." I pointed out the lack of windows or clocks to her. She rubbed her face and took. “Oh fuck it”chuckled Cyril throwing the towel over the sofa. “You’ve seen me starkers enough in the club showers, here you go...” he snickered, handing Fin a large whisky. He poured himself a gin and tonic and raised it to his friend. Fin returned the toast, not being able to, but wishing he cold - take his eyes off Cyril’s wobbly little cock and balls.“Get dressed old chap, it’s not the place.” Cyril agreed and went very slowly, puffing and panting up the narrow, steep, early seventeenth.