I bent over the hood and the first man came behind me. Every one who was passing by was checking us out. The first man lifted my skirt. “Damn! You a...e so ready to have a cock in your pussy,” he said to see me wearing no panties. Both man started undoing their pants. The first man grabbed my ass and I felt his cock rubbing against my ass. He was getting hard and his cock felt huge. “Would you help me too?” the second man asked showing me his big cock. “Sure,” I replied and grabbed his cock. I. ” Silence. She didn’t reply. That was unusual, there was no note on the table underneath the coat hooks to say she had left the house. I walked over to the stairs to call up in case she hadn’t heard me, “Amy?” As I called up, I saw a piece of her sexy lingerie draped over the end of the banister. It was a lace thong that I had bought her only a few weeks ago. Looking further up the stairs I saw a bra, she had left me a trail. I crept up the stairs, and as I reached the top I could hear my. We sat in a corner where there were not much light. We started talking, we both were sitting very close, our shoulders and thighs were rubbing, my manhood started to rise up and salute the beauty sitting beside me. While talking I cracked a joke she was about to hit my thigh but ended up slapping my dick and realized that I was hard inside. I felt very embarrassing and was struggling to talk to her.She then broke the ice and asked if we can have some drink. So I bought some cocktails and we. I tried one last ditch effort to dissuade her. "Mrs Davidson we really..." "Freya. Call me Freya," she urged. Nimbly unbuttoning my gulp, long elegant fingers encircled my manhood and fished it out into the open. She began to wank me and my helmet was shiny with pre-cum. My own hand slipped beneath her soft wet panties and Freya’s swollen pussy welcomed two of my fingers. She moaned loudly as my knuckles pushed deep inside. "Can we at least get inside one of the cubicles?" I pleaded.