The fourth made her wince and she almost jumped to her feet. Dan held the back of her neck and quickly disposed of the last two, one on each cheek bef...re allowing her to stand. The girl rubbed her skirt vigorously before sliding her hands up to rub gently over her hot knickers to dispel the heat before being dismissed to replace the slipper on the hook in the cupboard. Judy was on her feet before Phillipa had sat down. She was hot and moist below and almost panting in expectation of her. Round tables were set out in an aesthetic pattern, and the stocks I saw last time I peeked in here were nowhere to be seen. I guessed the number of guests at around one hundred or so. The hall was barely half full. It looked very different from how it looked just this afternoon.The murmur of conversation returned as I walked side by side with Chantelle toward the tables right in front of the stage. They were very large round tables, with tablecloths, and water jugs, and glasses set up. Three. That was one of the reasons Carl selected the Chareton when he was in this city. This was the best place to find good, young cunt.She saw him watching her and smiled over at him. He looked at her in his way that suggested he would like to spend the evening with her. Her smile sparkled back at him, clearly giving him the invitation. He ate, watching her pick at the remainder of her dinner. She was stalling, he knew. She was waiting to leave the dining room until he was almost finished as. She began rubbing circles around her clit, hips moving back and forth... I began rubbing the precum I was dripping down my shaft.She lifted her hips clear of the bed and began pumping two fingers in and out of her cunt... I began furiously jacking off.We masturbated together, for minutes that seemed like hours. I tried to radiate my lust across the intervening space to her, hoping to drive her lust higher as well, without her really knowing why. I tried to gauge how close she was, and match.