25pm came and went and so did 4.30pm. At ten to five, Donna appeared with tall light haired girl who she introduced as her cousin Astrid, by which tim... I could feel I was on a short fuse. I felt exasperated and wound up. I could feel my shoulders being pressed towards the ground and a tenseness in the back of my neck."Fathers side" Ray mouthed to me in explanation as the short half-caste black haired girl stood next to the exact opposite of her cousin."Sorry we're late," Donna said as she sat. She is normally wet for me but she was actually dripping juice from her gorgeous pussy lips. I slowly started to pump my cock into her as she looked through the hole. The guy must have stood up as we were arranging ourselves because soon a large erect dick came through the hole. Cindy peered back at me with a questioning look and I said go ahead, “touch it.” She spit in her hand and reached up to grab the hard cock in front of her. It was about as long as mine but a little thicker. The veins. * * * Kitty wasn’t surprised that the mayor and the city administrator had not invited her to accompany them when they left next day for England. They took their wives and the foursome could be expected to tour Britain, at the city’s expense, while the incoming Duke and his kin and lawyers considered the council’s proposal. In bed that night Kitty recalled how it all began. Mornington was established in the early 1830s as the village site on the estate of the recently retired army major, Lord. It's in an old factory building and is actually 2 separate clubs, the top 2 floors are strictly for gay guys, and the bottom 2 floors are for everyone else. I'd been there previously on a Saturday night, and the entrance fees were interesting. Admittance for single guys was $100 in street clothes, and $50 if they wore a towel only. Women were half that price with the same rules. But, well-dressed T girls always got in for free. The only genetic girls that would ever go there were either.