She regained the seat, using her knickers she wiped herself clean, she made her way to the bar binning her soggy knickers on the way. Just before reaching the bar she changed her shoes, she'd worn a sensible pair for the long walk but now changed into a pair of strappy heels she'd bought earlier, they were very tarty but that was the point, they weren't comfortable to walk in but there wasn't far to go.

She entered a very smokey crowded bar, it wasn't what she was expecting, two of the old men from last night were sitting at the same table, she smiled and made her way towards them, they however looked terrified, seeing two old women standing talking to people at another table she guessed why.

The barman rushed to her.

Ven Dee, I'm sorry, you'll have to sit outside.

Ven Dee? Then it clicked Wendy, but how did he know her name?

She smiled again and left taking an outside table, she was the only person there.

He reappeared with a large ouzo - from the old gentleman. Ven Dee, tonight,. ..he shrugged his shoulders, but I can call friends, yes?

She was unsure, she didn't know these friends but then again 24 hours ago she knew nobody in the bar.

Okay, how many friends?

Good friends, I call, and he was gone.

She was on her third ouzo and still waiting, perhaps she should try elsewhere?

A thickset man, in his fifties with dyed black hair approached.

Ven Dee?

She smiled - yes I'm Ven Dee.

He smiled, looked up the street and waved, a black Mercedes saloon drove up,, the man who called himself Nico opened the back door and motioned her to get in.

Still unsure but curious she got in, there was another man in the back and a driver and front seat passenger, the man in the back was Costas, he was extremely tall.

She was sandwiched between them, Costas tilted her head up and engaged her in a passionate kiss, Nico was busy unbuttoning her dress, he said the greek equivalent of Wow, she's not got any knickers on.

Her dress was on her shoulders but completely opened down the front showing her nakedness, the driver and passenger turned to look as Costas was playing with her tits whilst Nico had his fingers stroking her cunt, the sheer obscenity of it was getting to her and her belly began to rise and fall asl she reached an orgasm, they were still outside the bar Costas shouted at the driver who pulled away.

Her legs were placed one over each of the men's leaving her wide open, she had her arms around their shoulders and any lingering dog spunk was washed out by her gushing orgasms, she'd never experienced a feeling like this before, god how she loved being a slut.

The driver and passenger were shouting at them, she couldn't understand a word but assumed they wanted some, the shouting went back and forth and the driver said something with finality and pulled into a parking lot.

It was empty but well lit, as soon as they stopped all the doors were opened, she was pulled about like the proverbial piece of meat but she loved it.

Eventually she was kneeling on the back seat, arse facing out the door and either the driver or passenger was wiping their cock up and down her cunt slit before ramming home, no finesse, balls deep in one thrust, it took her breath away, my god it must be something in the water, every man on this island seemed to be overly endowed, every thrust his groin slammed into her arse, it probably hurt but hurt didn't register, she was having another series of orgasms and her cunt was awash with her juices.

There was a cry of triumph as he unloaded his spunk into her cunt, she felt it and she liked it.

All four fucked her cunt but she'd sucked off no-one and her arse was still unused, and now the men seemed unsure what happened next. None spoke English, she obviously didn't speak greek, she'd assumed they'd get a second wind and fuck her again but no.

Ven Dee, back to bar yes?

She wasn't best pleased, she thought she could probably have managed a dozen, but just nodded.