"Can I help with your parcels Mrs.Jones? Can I do this Mrs. Jones? Can I do that Mrs.Jones?" Before long John was offered a snack & we were chatting. ...ctually John & Mum were chatting. I was watching, got bored & went to finish my homework.At supper that night Mum complimented me on my "big strapping friend" and said that since he needed the extra money she had offered him work to help with chores around the house & garden, as she knew that I hated that stuffOver the next few days John was at. As I took him as deep as I could I could hear him saying something. I stopped for a second and he pulled his cock back thru the hole and he leaned down and looked thru the hole and said open your door. While still squatting in the floor I reached up and unlocked the door and pushed it open. As it opened another guy walked by and looked at me down in the floor knowing that I had been sucking someone's cock. As I looked at the guy passing by a blue pair of work uniform pants stepped infront of. Get your rocks off with Billie. Leave us alone. You may not have still not have realised but we've been through a helluva traumatic few days. We saw what the rest of the group looked like when we found them. It was pretty horrible to say the least. We saw Roger's mangled body as they lifted it from the quarry. All this while you three were playing in bed. Now do us a favour and let us be. Charley needs comfort, not spanking at this moment. Okay Gallie?" Sorry Bob. We didn't think. Sorry.". It wasn’t long, however, before she started to push back. Even as I tore into her, she rode me with such unchained desire that I thought I was going to blow early. I held my stomach as tight as I could and urged myself to hold it in. Heavy exhalations escaped my lungs as I fucked her, obeying her pleas of “Faster”, “Deeper”, and “Harder.” I let her guide me, and the carnal beast within me took the wheel. I left her hips and grabbed her stomach and breasts. I pulled her away from the stability.