She wasn't sure what but she needed to know more and some unconscious man in a lift wasn't guna stop her. She turned round and got back in the lift. S...e had to hold her breath though, it proper stunk. She pressed number 16, the top floor, and she was offThe doors opens and she was greeted with a long dirty hallway. A few doors scatters around and she found the one she was look for. Number 6.Now she was here she didn't know what to do. Did she knock? Did she walk in? She didn't have a clue so. Teresa said that she was sure she’d seen one or more of us last weekend going between the houses in a state of total undress – at first, she wasn’t sure, but I’d now confirmed it. Teresa admitted it hadn’t phased her and actually had endeavoured to get a second look as she wasn’t averse to a bit of nudity from time to time. She said that she often moved around the house nude when she couldn’t be bothered to put clothes on. She’d only got properly dressed today as she’d gone shopping this. "Alright, do you need a crew or just me?" Just me?" Ten minutes."The yeoman stuck his head in the lounge, "The boat is already in the water, sir." Is anyone else awake?" I asked."No, sir. It's been a long night," Chartres explained. "I have three more incident reports to type before I can go to bed, sir." Thank you, Yeoman Chartres," I said, "You are my refuge from ring knocker Lieutenants."We both laughed."Ok, Chartres, fill me in."So, I got to hear the thrilling story of a panic stricken Girl. Beth looked at me and grinned slightly, “Go to the door like that. I want someone to suck my ass. Let’s enjoy this.” I nodded and went to the door.Wendy and her husband, Jim, were there along with another couple and their, I presumed, teenage daughter. She resembled them somewhat. My half hard cock was hanging down. Wendy grinned. “Hi, X. That’s Joyce and Mike Bagwell and their daughter, Natalie. Nats loves cum.” That statement was believable since the girl was staring at my meat with her mouth.