.." whispered, Nigel. "Miss, may I..." I knew what Nigel wanted. I paused, then turned to Jen with a grin. "Tell me your preference, swallow or spatte...r." She grinned back. "I have a better idea. Why not both?" "Be my guest," I replied with a smile. Jen turned to Nigel. "Boy, you can cum, but wait until you withdraw before you ejaculate. Cum on his face." "Yes, Miss." Nigel pulled back, his cock right in front of Graham's nose. Graham jerked his cock a few more times until Nigel, eyes closed. There were 4 rows of chairs , I sat down, raised my towel a little and played with myself. The door was right in front of me so if anyone came in they would see what I was doing. Someone did come, he looked at me, edged next to the doorway and leaned against the wall, watching me. I got nervous and stopped.Behind the TV room is a room with booths with a small TV in each booth, a chair and glory holes. They were all empty, I picked a booth, sat down for a good wank being well and truly turned on. . Thames water, mind you... from the same Broad Street pump." Egad!" The word burst from Prescott T. Wainwright's lips, the first word or words he'd spoken since introducing his brother-in-law to me. "So there must be a direct link between the two!" He said, seemingly shocked."Has Parliament responded to this story as yet?" I inquired."I think not," Quigley answered quickly. Then followed with, "But I expect they shall." Quigley cleared his throat and spat out of the cab into the muddy street.. He then decided to go for a shower. He began thinking of Owen again, so he began to jack off. His dick was long and hard and he was jerking so fast that his whole body was moving. "Oh yeah, fuck I'm hard," he moaned as he continued his masturbation session. Soon he felt his entire body tensing and he was cumming all across the floor of the shower. It was washed away quickly but he could still see that it had been one of his biggest orgasms to date and that he had shot more cum than he had ever.