The traditional
seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great
time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, The Palladium
ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illumination, as
well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park.
It also had the grand
neighbourhood of Granite Hill, which in a nod to San Francisco, the locals had
nicknamed Nob Hill, but it was at the other end of the town, on New Year’s Eve,
where Hannah
Yates and Mike Roast were in the disabled toilet of the Sharpington Public
Library, where Mike was still in Hannah.
She was bent over, with one hand on the cistern and the other on the
grab rail when he exploded inside her.
But when he heard a noise, he quickly withdrew.
“Quick pull your pants up” Mike said and slapped her cheek which
wobbled deliciously “Someone’s coming”
“Is it me?” she asked hopefully as she straightened up and put her
hairy chuff away.
“I know what you were doing in there you dirty pair” a voice shouted
as they snuck out of the disabled loo.
“Run” he shouted and grabbed her hand, but there was a security guard
between them and freedom, so they ran round the corner
“We need to hide” he suggested
“Ok” she said, and they ducked into the first room they came to and
closed the door.
It was a small reading room, so they hid behind the heavy serge
drapes.
After a few minutes they heard the door open, but it closed again
after less than a minute and then the security guard had gone, by which time
Hannah was horny again, doubtless spurred on by the danger of discovery, and
the fact that she really was a dirty little trollope, so she had her hand on
his cock again, and a few moments later it was in her mouth.
They finished their dirty adventure when Mike fucked her against the
fire exit door.
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