A group of bikers had gathered in the hallway, and were daring all the girls going upstairs to the toilet to moon at the top of the stairs. Some girls... did and got cheers from the rockers, and some girls didn’t and got booed. After a few drinks Jan wanted to go to the toilet, and I thought she’d tell them to bugger off, but instead she paused at the top of the stairs, eased her white jeans off her shapely bum, then wiggled her arse a few times in a twerking movement to make sure the bikers got a. After lubricating his cock, Alf tossed the tube over to Martin who followed suit. Shortly, the women began to grunt as the infiltration of their arses got underway.The men got an aural and visual feast as the women groaned and gasped in ecstasy for the next hour. As the women occasionally took a break from their oral overstimulation, they sucked the men’s dicks. The men’s knobs now constantly moved from the women’s mouths to their pussies and then back to their arseholes. In an escalation of. Celia was Dee's cousin, raised next to her in the projects, and had taken the exact opposite path. She'd been involved in drugs and prostitution and in and out of too many rehabs to count. Celia continually came to Dee when she reached bottom, knowing Dee was often a soft touch."I know," said Lani, "and you know you should tell me if she calls again. If she keeps it up, you should call the police." It's hard to call the police on family," Dee said, but she wasn't angry. "It never helps anyway.. I bought all the hardware that I could find before the women found cases of window glass. Shit, I hadn’t even thought about windows. The glass, lumber, and hardware would all be aboard the steamer Lettie Sue before dark and would leave tomorrow morning. When I stopped in a plumbing store in a wealthier part of downtown, I discovered what a water closet looked like. They had one for sale. Actually, it was more of a curiosity item to draw customers in to look at it, hoping they would buy.