"And which are you? Becca or Nell?" Becca. How do you do Mr Brain?" How do you do, Becca? Where's Nell?" Changing," she replied. "She'll be back in a ...oment."She was. In the pale blue jersey."Gosh!" said Paul reverently. "That was worth waiting for. Hello, Nell, I'm Paul Brain. You look stunning." Thank you," said Nell and glanced at Tom who was looking at her with undisguised admiration. She saw something else in his eyes. Tenderness?"Well," went on Paul, "I just want to apologise to you all,. Instead she rubbed our cocks together, using each one to excite the other. Thomas was hard now, thanks in no small part to the viagra I'm sure, as was I. As she rubbed head on head I wanted to do everything to each of them and them to do anything to me but it was to be a short lived experience. I came hard and long all over Tomas' cock, covering it in spunk. He immediatly returned the favour and Ania rubbed it into our swollen cocks and balls while grinning happily. None was wasted as she. I wrapped him in the blanket.We filled two big washers and waited.Ten minutes into the soak cycle, Terry ruffled his blanket. “Get your ass under here.” He was sitting on a folding bench. I gave my daughter a helpless look.She got up and walked outside. When she heard the villain grunting, she looked in on us. My head was poking through the blanket. My hands struggled to keep it around us while he humped his prick into my cunt, pushing me away and pulling me back with his hands. My legs were. It was still a few hours before the party and I thought I’d freshen up. I turned on the shower in my bathroom, slipped out of my shorts and had a quick glance in the mirror, tanned, toned and happy. ‘You’re one vain bastard,’ I said to myself. I stood under the cascade of hot water, soaping myself up with lime shower gel, rubbing it all over my shoulders, chest and washboard stomach. I made sure I stroked myself between my buttocks, over my cock and under my armpits to wash the soap away. My.