Joe wanted his turn with Doris’s cunt, and pushed Jim aside. And then Jack gave a few long hard thrusts and pulled back. As they approached, they slowed, both looking in our direction. It was thin and tight fitting, and it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. Doris shot a glance at him, a look of dismay on her face as she realised where she was, how public the alley was. She came into the room nervously, looking embarrassed, without saying anything, her arms by her side, and her eyes averted. Lynn was fascinated, holding Jim’s arm, her eyes wide, her mouth open. Not out in the open like this…”
“You do as you’re told, Doris,” Joe said. Doris stood petrified. She turned to Jack. “She’s really going to get fucked, out here, in the light, where anybody could come along!”
“If they do, they’re welcome to watch,” Joe laughed. Jim and Lynn moved closer and Lynn put her hand on Doris’s back, leaning over to watch Joe finger fucking her. My skirt… He changed places with Joe, and the old man eagerly stepped behind Doris.
