Moments of silence went by. Then he asked my wife if she wants to sit next to him inside the steam cloud, he explained that it's easier for a woman to... breathe as elsewhere inside the turkish bath. She stood up and I saw her body passing by, then the thick steam swallowed her silhoutte.I heard him mumbling and my wife answered him in a soft voice, but I was not able to understand any word. A minute of silence passed by then I heard something that sounded like kissing.Next I listened to muffled. And then he slowly bent his head to mine, until our lips were so close. I could feel him exhale and then the tip of his tongue touched like a feather to my lips, followed a moment later by his lips. They found no resistance. I was being rushed along on a tide of lust and passion that could not be denied. My mouth opened to receive his advance and then my own tongue arose to dance a sensual lovers tango with him.His hands were on my hips now, slowly pealing the wet shorts from my skin and. After a moment he cleaned himself up with a hanky and got up to go. “It’ll happen for you soon if you keep practising” he said. I carried on rubbing for a bit, having got quite excited by watching how much pleasure he had got from it.I was getting into the swing of things now so was in bed early and waiting for the next encounter. Sure enough the third prefect soon came in. His nickname was “Hosepipe” and I soon got to realise why! He made me sit on my chair while he lay on the bed. “Wank me. "Can I have your attention please? Do any here bear witness to the fact that these people are either terrorists who were probably behind the virus attacks or have been willing co-conspirators in rounding up survivors and executing those who resisted?" Jamie called out.There were hundreds of shouted confirmations and every hand was raised in the room to show that all felt able to so swear as witnesses."Have you anything to say in your defence?" he asked the two men and six teenagers.His question.