At the prescribed time, I left the car and gingerly walk down the gloomy, quiet road to the factory. There were already a lot of vehicles there. Every...ne is awaiting my arrival. I’m wearing a trench coat even though it’s warm this evening. Under it I’m in stockings, thong and bra. Around my neck is a cheap collar. On my feet are the tallest stilettos I own. The patent leather, five inch spike heels are difficult to walk in at the best of times and dangerous on this road.There’s a regular door. This the story of our first time.I walked in the door after a long hard day's work to find a note on the fridge saying that Amy had to go to Sydney for work and wouldn't be home until next week, but her sister Bec would be staying at the house for a couple of days."Great," I thought. "Stuck with her, will be torture."I called out but no one answered, so taking advantage of the alone time I filled the bath up and grabbing a beer and jumped in. I was barely half way though the beer when Bec knock. Oh, never mind, let’s introduce you to some of the others. We’ll give it just another half hour or so here, before moving on to somewhere a little more private ... I’ve nearly all the fresh contacts on the list.” Roscoe’s balls tingled at the thought of being tested more openly at a more intimate venue; the unaware public milling around on the periphery, gave him the comfort of knowing an easy escape could be made, should his modesty overcome the bold move he’d made ... but Cheryl’s motherly. ” “Oh Craig, oh sweetness and light I was just thinking about you.” “Oh, really” in a sexy low voice. “Yeah” her voice lowering an octave, too. “Yeah, I was just thinking about your lips, your mouth.” “And where was my mouth.” “Craig, you know where.” “No, where? Tell me.” “On my clit.” “On your clit, huh…well, it just so happens, I’ve got a hard on and I thought of your lips.” “Oh, baby, and where were MY lips.” “They were kissing my chest, licking my.