After they had let you clean them all up they zipped up and started to leave the van, the first guy said, 'You can have a turn now as he smiled and wi...nked at me!' I got between your legs to take my turn, and as I looked down I could see cum pouring from your swollen cunt lips and leaking from your red raw ass. You said, 'No not yet Darling! Do that thing you know I like so much!''What thing?'You know! The way you suck on my clit, it makes me just cum and cum.' I was about to protest as her. The interviewer was tiny, her back turned to him, her mane of silver hair reflecting the halogens off in all directions. She turned around, and for the first time in his short life of twenty-eight years, Captain Shay felt his knees buckle. A rush of air escaped his mouth, behind his helmet as he struggled to regain his control."Consalat, Captain!" Shay flinched. It was her! There was no doubt about it! He could recognize that voice anywhere, even after... how many years had it been since he had. Jo grabbed my hand and lead me to the little door that lead behind the wall, she locked the door behind us and we sat down, I looked round it was quite dimly lit and it took my eyes a minute to adjust from the bright lights the other side which they had told me was done on purpose in case anyone tried for a look while John wasn’t keeping an eye on them, I noticed a couple of bottles of wine on the table and when I looked towards the wall I noticed there was now six holes and not the four as. So I slowly ran my hand over her tits there, not a sound. So I knew this was a one in a lifetime chance. I put my hand up her shirt and started grabbing her tits in her bra. Then got my hand under bra and was fondling her tits and nipples, which were kinda hard, not totally, but not limp. Every now and then I would call to her and still nothing. So my hand goes down her pants and under her panties. Now back then, few women shaved their pussy, so the first thing I felt was her actually kind of.