As days passed they both became better acquainted. Sometimes they would go out for a coffee or for the occasional meal. Anna was starting to like him....He wasn’t as bad as she had first thought. Even the number of girls he used to take back home were reduced to virtually none. As for Eric, he had come to see Anna as more that a woman he wanted to have a lay. He felt very much attracted to her, but the urge to tear off her clothes and have wild sex became more controllable. . 30 am , sit in a shit hole mess hut till 10.30 , foreman comes in and say's fuck off home lads too wet to do anything today "BOLLOCKS"! another day down the pan , got to go home and listen to misery gut's banging on about the bills why she doesnt get a fucking job is beyond me , the nasty fucking bitch.Driving back home i stop at the newsagents to get a kitkat and as it's a Wednesday get a copy of the weekly free sheet with the sits vac in it.Tyldsley , a shit hole of an estate ferrel k**s. Despite herself it felt good. No she admitted, it felt fucking fantastic. She had fantasised about being taken like this. Well not exactly like this, but close enough. The two cocks were now both deep inside her, she gasped, and felt the familiar feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew she was coming, and knew too that she wasn’t going to keep it quiet. “Oh fucking hell, oh…” she panted. She said no more, as a third cock was put into her mouth. She sucked it with gusto. She came again. “Oh. She trembled in anticipation as it mounted her from behind, every fiber of her being trembling in anticipation of the moment when their two bodies would join.Charlotte howled in pleasure as she felt it enter her. Her sex was wet and hot, the penetrating shaft sliding past her outer lips in one solid thrust, burying itself all the way up to the hilt. She bit her lip and tasted blood as it began to move inside of her. She reveled in the delicious, wanton indulgence of the moment, the hot carnal.