‘Hi Shana, its Alun. Listen, thanks for calling….’ ‘Hiya! Sorry about the answerphone. Martin’s been ringing here all morning and Jodie – ...she’s my flatmate – Jodie’s been vetting my calls but she’s gone out shopping so I turned on the machine. Anyway, you don’t want to hear about all that. How are you? I was worried when you just disappeared like that. I hope you don’t mind: I got your phone number off your friend, Steve. You know? From the taxi place? He’s very nice, isn’t he? Anyway, I heard. By the time I had found my voice to say anything we were already at her house. I was about to say my good byes, tell her I’ll see her in the morning, and curse to myself as I walked home for not saying anything. She looked over her shoulder as she walked up to her house, ‘Are you coming?’ I looked at her in disbelief. She obviously saw my reaction in my face as she turned around to face me. ‘I thought we were going to do our homework together just in case I run into any problems you are there. The flight was smooth and goingthrough customs at arrival was simple and the airport shuttle bus waswaiting outside; everything went like clockwork and I knew that I wasgoing to have a great time.Fortunately the small hotel I had already booked was quite close to theQueer Party venue so that I should not have to walk far coming back, as Iexpected a long night of dancing and partying ahead of me.It was still early in the afternoon so after a leisurely shower and afull shave, I made for the main. Her breasts, while not huge, flattened out and bounced enticingly as he rammed her pussy with his cock. His hands were under them and he deftly started to manipulate her nipples. I easily heard her loud moans of pleasure as I watched and my hand slipped into my shorts, found my sweet nubbin, and started rubbing it hard.I watched several minutes as they continued to thrash around on the desk when without warning Cynthia appeared at my side. Stunned and not quite sure what to say, I pointed to.