IN THE LIFT

IF THE DOOR PORTER HAD LOWERED HIS EYES HE WOULD NO DOUBT, HAD NOTICED THREE OUT OF THE FOUR PEOPLE ENTERING HAD RATHER LARGE BULGES IN THEIR CRUTCH AREA.
The fact that they were well in their cups could not be disguised. Nothing strange about guests coming through that door pissed out of their heads. He'd seen that and more.
The men checked in at the reception desk,collected their keys and collected their mail. The party then went to the lifts.
A wicked Zelda took advantage of her man who had an arm full of letters and papers.
As they entered the lift, she unzipped his flies and grabbed hold of the hard length of cock that was straining to be released.
All four were in the lift as Zelda pulled at the cock and held it between the closing doors.
They slammed to shut but failed to make the contact. They bounced back and tried again. This time the pressure on the mans suffering penis was sufficient to allow the contact to close the doors.
"What floor?" asked Zelda in the most casual way.
Her three companions were in various states of mind.
One said nothing. His mouth was open in shock. The other end of his cock was outside the lift. Shirley and her man were in fits of laughter as the the number six was given.
Zelda pushed the button and whispered in the poor guy's ear." Don't worry sweety. It will come up with us. And you can meet it again soon. Just have to hope there will be no one else on your floor to see it first!"
T.B.C.

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