“I like a whore who’s eager to suck cock,” I told her.“I wouldn’t be much of an ‘ore if I didn’t like suckin’ cock, would I?” Kim gi...ggled.“Well then, come and get it, Slutface!”Kim crawled towards me with her tongue extended and once again I backed up at the first minute contact. There was no doubt in my mind that this was just the sort of thing Kim had fantasised about. There was a look about her that suggested extreme heightened anticipation.The important thing was perhaps how Pete was taking. The water started to chill so we retreated to the bathroom to dry one another. It was my first opportunity to touch Samantha. I was breathless with excitement as I touched another woman for the first time. I could feel myself becoming very wet between my legs. My clit popped from it hood and my cunt lips thicken as I explored her soft flesh. I wrapped my warm lips around her thick nipples and gently suckled them. My mouth moving from one to the other savoring the texture and taste of her flesh.. She was finished off superbly with a small black hat and gloves, one hand clutching a bag, the other a small dress whip. She looked at me with contempt but said nothing. The receptionist handed her a key and they both looked sternly at me."I hope he has behaved himself. You be sure to let me know if he so much as speaks out of turn." I then watched the bulbous backside of the ginger woman strut through the second set of doors, my cock stiff with excitement in its tiny trap. The receptionist. There were clay jars that were broken as the workers dug and some of them had contained spices and perfumes for the tombs inhabitants once they crossed over. It wasn't an outlandish thought.We all stood staring down the stairs in silence. It was one of those moments when excitement and fear mix, when words don't work, and everyone's imagination runs away with them."Come here," James pulled me close and gave me a squeeze. "Be careful."I wrapped my arms around the small of his back and squeezed..