Not only was she turned on at the thought of initiating the gangbang she had in mind, but by the thought that others would be watching and maybe even ...articipating. Her nipples became hard like diamonds, her clit throbbed like a well scratched mosquito bite; her pussy leaked like a 1976 Mercury Bobcat that was hit by a bus. But how to initiate it?She just started moaning loudly while rubbing her nipples. When she had their attention she took off her sweater, blouse and bra in one swift move and. Chapter 2. Mrs. McIntosh After a considerable wait I heard through the thick doors the rattling of chains being removed and locks being turned. Finally the door creaked open to reveal a woman of considerable stature in, I guessed, her mid sixties. ‘Mr. Dennis?’ she asked with a hint of suspicion in her voice. ‘Er…yes. Mrs. McIntosh?’ ‘Yers. Gotcha room ready. Come in.’ I walked into a huge hallway with a ceiling that seemed somewhere up in the clouds and was guided up the stairs by a silent. She let it all out vocally as it wracked her body. She was barely able to maintain enough physical control to keep herself in the saddle and she looked almost amateurish in her fucking as she came. Cassie was taking her time stroking Frank's rod, not wanting him to cum until the end of the show. She rubbed her thumb over his cock head, smearing his pre-cum over his knob and the upper part of his shaft to lubricate his cock as she stroked it. Liz rolled off of Adam onto her back and he climbed. Neville had just finished his apprenticeship and I'd been patient far too long. Eventually she agreed as long as I stayed in a B&B. Neville camped. We built up a stash of rubber jonnies which we hid in the springs under the back seat of the car along with a sleeping bag that zipped into Neville's. We set off for Devon on the Friday night, after Neville had finished work. Mum made us sandwiches and we drove all night getting there about six in the morning. We set up camp as quietly as possible,.