Her fingers wormed between the buttons of my shirt and began toying with my chest hair."That's my good boy." she chuckled. "Now, as I was saying, just... because I'm in love with you doesn't mean I love them any less." And I don't dispute a word you've said. But love isn't the problem." Isn't it?" She twirled her finger, dragging her short nail lightly across the skin beneath the hair.Her teasing had distracted my thoughts just enough that I had to back up and rethink my position."Izzy loves me.". The man on my right was now steadily thrusting his fingers into my wetness, his thumb resting on my clit and sending electric sensations throughout my whole body. I was slowly stroking his cock, my fingers wrapped completely around his shaft and moving upward to slowly glide around the head before making it's way back down. I got a little thrill every time he would moan as my hand moved about the head of his cock, gathering the slickness from the pre cum flowing from it.The man on my left had. “We’re closed, private party,” The landlord replied.The door creaked and cracked as a burly yeoman put his shouder to it, finally snapping off at the left side where the hinges were and falling flat on the ground with a rending crash.I watched through the window as people looked around.“Oi that’s not bloody funny!” the Landlord cried.“Oh god its my dad,” the wench gasped, “Stop, stop I say!”“Bit late to change yer mind now Miss you been well fucked and that’s for certain,” Silas informed her,. She lowered herself to her knees again and took my deflating cock back into her mouth for a few seconds. That was pure torture sending shivers throughout my body. She smiled and stood back up, bringing her mouth to mine in a soft and luxurious kiss that lasted forever.“You mind if I keep these for tonight?” She asked pointing to the panties and matching stockings with a mischievous look.“Yeah, sure, J,” I stammered back, still weak and not thinking clearly from my recent orgasm.I looked up.