He stood there before the door, staring at his name in block letters."John G. Clark, Managing Director."Mentally, he removed the sign from the door, a...d lowered his eyes to the floor. He shrugged off his authority, and placed his briefcase on the beige carpet by his feet. His shoes dully mirrored back the blob of his own head. It was an image that registered in his mind, but it could not take shape unless his imagination took charge of it. And he was not in any place to take charge of. And another. And another. We became tipsy and it became later. At 23:00 they thought it was a good idea to buy 5 bottles wine. Then we went to the hotel. They took 4 bottles with them to their chamber and I took only 1. In my chamber I drunk it alone and then went to sleep. When it was 1:30 somebody knocked on my door. Drowsy I opened my door and the girls ran in. They only had half a bottle left and jumped on my bed. ‘Do you have wine glasses?’ asked Chrissy. ‘No’ I said. ‘I don’t have wine. He stood still while I crouched down and took his cock in my mouth teasing his rim and helmet with my tongue, he started groaning with pleasure as I took him deeper feeling his cock growing in my mouth. His colleagues stood watching and I asked them if they would like to join in , they stepped forward and I unzipped them , both were hard and one was wet on the end , I carried on sucking one and held the others in my hands gently stroking them up and down then alternated between the three cocks.. She kissed down between thebreasts to her belly button and she lightly pulled on the bellypiercing that was their. Jenny's reawakening arousal pushed her down,she unzipped the skirt, it fell to the floor, and she pulled down thepanties and was greeted to an immense cock that was hanging there athalf mast.Jenny quickly engulfed it and took it down her throat, held herselfthere, allowing the monster to thicken, and become steely hard. When itwas stiff enough her head bobbed up and down on it..