" "What sort?" I ask."Poached or fried. Boiled sometimes." "Not scrambled?" Jenny is not keen on scrambled egg." He laughs. "But only because they nev...r come out right." Would you like scrambled egg?" "I would." He says sounding very surprised. "Are you going to make it?" I grin at him and nod. I get everything out ready for the eggs and get him to make the toast. The lovely thing about scrambled egg is that it is very quick and we were soon sat around the table eating. "Wow! That is. “That’s really good.” Her words were only slightly slurred from the alcohol we’d imbibed tonight.“Having fun?” Debbie whispered in my ear as she snuggled up beside me. I met her eyes, but she turned my face toward Jessica, wanting me to watch her. “She’s so hot, isn’t she?”I stared up at Jessica, her slender yet well-stacked frame illuminated by the light from my bedside lamps. She eyed me hotly as she began to undulate. “Yeah, she really is,” I agreed with a grunt as she stirred my cock in her. They threw the door open and surged out, only to stop in shock. The front ranks were jostled out of the way as those following exited the room only to stop in shock also. They were standing on the steps and in the front of a fairly large church at the end of a four-block long dirt street. There were wooden buildings lining the street with men, women, horses and wagons pulled by various teams moving back and forth.After allowing them to stand for a short time, Jones called out, “Now, if you. .yes Sir?”“Get into the bathroom. You need a shower!”I moved and walked slowly towards the bathroom and I watched as Ian and Billy followed me in. Peter was behind them as I turned around.“Get on your knees!” I didn’t answer, instead just lowered myself down. “Give her a shower then guys!”Billy smiled as he took hold of his flaccid cock and Ian did the same with his. I looked up at me with a look of humiliation in my eyes, before my face was splashed with the piss from Ian’s cock that was.