Do you take Scotch?’ ‘Whiskey’s fine.’ He stuck a Collin’s glass filled with Scotch and ice cubes in Tom’s hands and offered him a chair i...n front of his worn leather armchair. His face pulled at the invigorating burn of his drink but he closed his eyes to savor it. ‘I always liked a good blended Scotch. But the times I could afford stuff like this were rare in my life. It’s worth my last 100 dollar bill.’ He pulled a magnum from beneath the pillow supporting his back and nestled it in his lap.. I.'s." I ... I am sorry," Roman managed to say. Whatever this was it got moresurreal by the minute."Miss Scott. Be honest with me and yourself for a minute. Without thepressure of society of old you do not really mind, right?"The question startled him. He needed a moment to come to terms with it.If really no one judged him here than indeed he might not mind. In fact,hasn't he often dreamed about it? To let go of the responsibilities ofhis old job. Hadn't it been one of the reasons he chose to. A blow job or a fuck is the standard. But it must be witnessed by at least one of the others." I'm game" I blurted, my cock already rampant at the thought of her friends watching me being sucked.She tood up and turned towards her friends down the carriage. She made a thumbs up gesture. The little bitches had already agreed this plan before she came back. Her friends moved up the carriage and sat in the four-seater opposite the one I was in. There was no table so she had plenty of space. She. Lovely peach shaped buns in tight powder blue shorts with the lower part of her cheeks just showing at the bottom. No sign of a panty line. Breasts larger than her own slightly spilling over the top of a little cotton strapped vest. A hint of nipples visible through the material. ‘36C cup’ she thought and she could see between the gap of her tits that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Knee high boots with heels ‘Cheap and a bit slutty’ she thought ‘Still, at least she’s knows what she’s here for’..As.