"We's just drivers," he said. I waited."A fancy woman," he said, "officer's bitch, young 'un, smells good. That one's his lordship's bleeding aide or ...some such." He nodded toward the retching figure on the floor. George had been happily going through the young man's pockets and sharing out what he found, dumping his leather purse out on the table. He failed to save any coins for me, and I declined the watch he offered."You et?" I asked the pair. "Ready to go?"The driver looked at his companion,. “Yes,” Theo muttered, beginning to suspect that he’d wandered into someone else’s wet dream by mistake. “O.K., then,” she said, her tone mellowing. “I don’t know how you turned up here, but now that you're here there is no reason why we can’t both have a good time. For the time being, why don’t you lay back there and relax while I do all the work.” With that she squatted down over his stiff cock and, with a guiding hand, slid it into her sopping wet pussy. There was a squelch as she spread her. They spoke about the first party he had taken her to, and then the firstparty with her friends that she had taken him to, and how they had enjoyedgradually introducing each set of friends to the other, one at a time.That had worked well and was fun and interesting.In most relationships each person has to suppress some likes and dislikesin order to accommodate the person they love. Sometimes they were bigthings, and sometimes small; sometimes there were a lot, and in otherrelationships there. Molly’s hand was gently massaging her pussy when her fingers slipped along her clit making her moan and clamp her legs together. Steve crawled to her kissing up her leg. “No way you sexy woman, open up.” * Molly pinched her swollen clit and pulled on her nipple, crying out; no longer able to keep quiet; remembering how the men all fell onto her small body; how they were kissing and touching, licking and biting what felt like every each of her. She saw herself kneeling above Henry, looking.