You’re on lady. You’re a little firecracker aren’t you?” “Just a very sexed up woman. Why don’t you all take down your shorts. Stand in a... line and I’ll give you head.” “You got it.” John and the other men all stood in a row. They pulled down their shorts and Allyson knelt before John first. She moved her hands up and down his shaft and made him hard. The other men played with their own cocks while Allyson played with the first guy. Once he was hard, she wrapped her red lipstick lips around. I, my instructions forgotten, opened my arms and also ran towards her. Before I could even get close, Brett threw his arm across her chest stopping her and, on the other side; Olga too, extended her arm forming a symbolic fence across her path. Panting for breath, she stopped in the center of the stage. Her face a tortured mask of pain, she turned her eyes away from me and returned to the cot.On her own, she laid down on it, and held on to the straps. With loud whimpers she endured while Brett. The handwriting was not mine, it was a neat hand, but the paper came from the pad in my office. I looked at it and decided 'lottery numbers'. Maybe they were Pamela's lucky numbers.By the time I had searched again, looking for clues, it was around 10.30pm. I decided that I would leave it until the morning, I was tired, I turned in and again I slept well.Boxing Day didn't go as planned, I was due to visit the coast with a friend, who I fancied. When I awoke there was at least 8 inches of snow. He put his plan into action.The car drove out of the drive as Scott walked up to the front door, he made sure that he was in the shadows as the partner sped away.. His hand grabbed the lever and he pushed it down.. the door came ajar..Scott's heart nearly jumped out of his chest 'What now?' he thought.. He never imagined he'd get this far thinking that the front door would be locked but his throbbing member pulsating with the beats of his heart bought him round to what he was there for, 'this.