This follows on over a year after our first threesome with James.
Having driven from our university city that November morning we had left the car in a quiet side street in south west London before walking to the tube station to get the District Line into central London. Lauren and I were visiting London together to go out for a meal for my school friend Andrew’s birthday. Taking the opportunity to stay in a hotel for the weekend. We arrived mid-afternoon at our hotel just east of the City of London and near to Brick Lane. We checked in before heading up to our room on one of the top floors.
Lauren does her usual thing of looking round the room, checking everything out and settling in, unpacking some of her luggage and putting things neatly in their place. She then begins to give me a teasing look, taking off the hoodie she had been wearing and throwing it on the bed before pulling her top down with her tits out over it. She glances towards the glass fronted balcony which looks out over the roofs of lower buildings and towards other tall buildings a couple of streets away with the large towers of London further away again. The next thing I know Lauren is casually sliding the door open, I feel a stirring in my groin as I watch her heading out onto the balcony. She was playing one of her slutty games and was clearly hoping that people might see herself exposing her massive 32E tits.