If I'd any doubts that we looked hot, the reaction from the guys as we walked from the taxi along the concourse at Waterloo Station would have stilled...them. Lady Cynthia accused me of deliberately wiggling my derriere, which may have been true, but those five-inch white heels had that effect.We boarded a train full of race-goers. The guys were all in morning suits, but we girls, well, we were hotness personified. I could see why Cynthia had taken such care. We shaped up more that competitively.. James was very familiar and the walk tothe store was pleasant. Moving on the street as a woman was thrillingbut I was new to this and it would get old, especially in some of myhigh heels. With the reflection from the store windows I could note theattention my simple walk caused. Both men and women occasionally turnto watch me.At the telephone store the staff was a bit off focus. The youngassociate couldn't keep his eyes on my face so the manager stepped tohelp me. I was happy he accepted my. .." Karl whispered in Dylan's pierced ear. "Yeah...go deeper." Karl gradually entered his hole and made sure that he was not hurting him. Next, was two fingers and Dylan was loving the pressure of Karl's fingers entering in and out, wiggling his fingers when inside of his shaved hole. There breathing was at same harmony, as if they were creating beautiful music that was flooding the air. Karl knew it was time to go and he wanted to make him come but time was of the essence and he had to be on. I was rubbing my dick on her ass rigorously. We both were breathing heavily and moaning. But, I was lost. I was squeezing her boobs hard, pinching her nipples, and moving my hand on her crotch of her pussy area at an insane speed.Sheela waited for a few seconds, thinking that I will slow down. But, I had lost my hearing and her words. I was waiting for this moment, to bang this hottie for so long.Sheela: Aaaah… Rohit, Rohit slow..slowly… it’s hurting.I didn’t pay attention. I was too agitated..