My fingers cupped my pussy lips and I could feel my wetness glazing my pussy lips. My nipples were as hard as diamonds and determinedly tried peek out...from behind my clenched fingers and forearm.He stood only a few feet away now, with nothing between us, his hand outstretched. He was fully clothed and I was naked. He rattled the keys like a little bell in front of my face. If I reached up for them I would expose myself further. Unwittingly I continued my slow retreat until I bumped into a side. I sat down on a trunk and started looking at the pics. A group of naked people, some men and some women, all gathered around this faceless women. Feeling her tits, spanking her, kissing her. The next page was the same women on her knees blowing a guy. Several pics, each one closer than the last, until the entire picture was a close-up of the women with her lips wrapped around a dick. I realized that it was a pic of the lady downstairs in her younger days. I already had a raging hard on but now. When enough of the split between her cheeks became visible, I started pressing my tongue between them while moving up and down.I thought that she would shove her shorts the rest of the way down, but she just stopped while gyrating her petite bottom. She must have known that it would drive me crazy, and she was right. Without warning, I snatched her shorts to her ankles and spread her cheeks. I then quickly stuffed my face between them and commenced to lashing her little rosebud with my. But I knew dam well most of them made extra money by giving what today is called a happy finish. And one has to imagine that there were a couple of them that went further if the price was right, otherwise why were there beds in two of the rooms.Remember that in New Zealand,1974 the pubs closed at 10:00pm! Trixie’s was a pretty popular place; a lot of people went up there just for the sauna, music and a few drinks to round off a night out. Maybe during the week you got more men turning up.