Boate gloryhole

yeah, we kinda knew the rumour. We'd heard about this club where all the hen-party girls head to. The rumour was that if you go to the toliets there, you're in for a bit of a treat when you close the stall door, and sure enough, as the four of us piled into the stall for a pee and a gossip, away from the loud music for a few minutes, suddenly we became the entertainment for the strangers whose dicks suddenly appeared through the holes in the stall walls. This time though, those horny strangers got more than they'd bargained for, cos there was not one, not two, not even three!... but four mouths and four pussies on offer for them to share and enjoy.... let the games begin!