He wasn't lying, he lived in an apartment complex right behind the bar. It was less than 5 minutes from the bar to his door, on the third floor of his...building. The summer air was warm, and as soon as we set foot in his place I could smell the fresh air through and open window. It was dark, and I couldn't see much. That didn't matter though, because as soon as the door was closed John pushed me against the wall and started kissing me. The warmth of his body felt nice, and he smelled vaguely of. "Great. So, we still have your mouthsoaping to take care off, so march that sore butt over to the kitchen, Abby! C'mon, chop chop!" Once again, her words are punctuated with a light slap to the bottom, but this time the effect is far more pronounced- as should be expected, given the lingering fiery sting still on those punished cheeks. Abby yelps, and hurriedly scurries over to the kitchen, with Bridget following close behind. There's no sense in dallying, and Bridget understands that, reaching. Gone with the years. Ground down by marriage, mediocrity, worry and time. Looking into the reflection of her mirror she noticed the smear on the surface left by the cleaning polish from this morning. Reaching up she wiped absentmindedly at it, her mind wishing she could wipe away the years as easily as she could wipe away the mark upon the smooth surface. Wipe them away and start again. Start afresh. A small smile broke upon her face, and her eyes rose back up to stare at herself. Eyes that. As the women kissed, Robert was behind Eileen and removed her skirt and then dragged down her knickers to expose her big bottom, which he promptly kissed.Robert then pulled down Val's knickers, and the two women both took off their undone blouses and dragged down bras so they were both totally naked. Robert's thong was removed, and as Eileen took his rigid cock in her hand, Val licked the end of it.The three naked bodies were then on the bed, and hands and tongues seemed to be everywhere.For.