He stopped in his tracks and threw his hands in the air.“Down!” Jizz barked at him. “Grab some torkin’ rock, mothertorker! Now!”The homebody...grabbed some torkin’ rock, throwing himself to the ground in a terrified heap.Mag’s homebody, meanwhile, was still turning and twisting back and forth, screaming in a high-pitched voice that seemed to shout to his ancestors, but his feet remained on the ground so Mag kept the painer trained on him and active.“You like that slag, torkhead?” she was yelling. . , why don't you turn ... some bastard's been messing with the lock ... that fuckin Jimmy, I kill the bastard ... where is the little sod}.Here we go I thought, better get ready for a blue. De Vent came screaming at me "you little cunt, you've been fuckin around with the safe in my office." John, there's no way I could mess around with the safe, you keep the door locked so how could I do anything to it, not that I'd want to anyway."He took a swing at me and caught me behind the ear "you little. Collin felt her wet, hot channel and almost lost all control, his fingers, rubbed and stroked, hearing her moans only adding to his need. He kissed her breasts then brushed his teeth over her hard swollen nipple, at the same time thrusting two fingers into her channel "easy, lass, its all right, I just have to make sure your ready for me" he told her as he felt her hand trying to pull his from between her thighs. Whispering hot erotic words to her, he pressed her thighs apart with his knee's,. I closed my eyes for a second but quickly opened again when I heard my wife gasp and could see the reason straight away. George had taken his cock out and was pushing my wife's hand down onto it and I could see it was much longer and thicker than mine and my cock jerked as I pictured it stretching her mature pussy. As my wife stroked her hand up and George's thick shaft, I saw him slide his hand down into her bikini bottoms and from her closed eyes and soft murmurs of pleasure I knew she.