Sure it was illegal to smoke inside, but she didn't really care, any guy coming in there was getting sucked off, she was sure they wouldn't mind a bit...of smoke. She lit it and took her first toke then pulled her phone out the other trouser pocket. She went into her messages, opened up her conversation with Lana and began texting."Oi! Get the fuck down the services. We need to talk! Really need to talk!"She knew it would shit Lana up, but she also knew Lana would turn up. The she heard the door. Rachael couldn't hold back a squeak as he flicked his tongue against her clit. Fortunately it wasn't a loud one, and there was no chance that Brit might have heard it in the other room. He continued his ministrations, listening to Rachael's breathing growing heavier by the second.By this time he already had a couple of fingers inside of her, stimulating her both inside and out. He knew it wouldn't be long before she begged him to shove his dick up in her pussy. He was more than happy to oblige,. Michael pulled out another coil of red rope, this time reaching over her, his crotch pushed into her face, feeling her hot breath even through his pants, rubbing his crotch back and forth across her face as he grabbed her two legs and began to pull them up towards her head. He saw the edge of the table, releasing one leg so he could tie the rope around her leg just below the knee. He pulled the rope beneath the edge of the table about midway down, threading the rope through the bracket, pulling. “And you too Jen, from what bits I can see, anyway.” “We like to keep refreshing our tans,” said Tony. “We get away at least six weeks in the year, don’t we Jen?” I nodded and Gaynor asked, huskily, “Do you go to the nude beach?” “Yes, we find it liberating and there’s no messing about with wet swim gear. I think it’s great to swim naked.” “As long as the water’s not too cold,” said Gaynor with a mock shiver which set her earrings wobbling and, more noticeably, got her breasts jiggling. We.