He smiled and told me to use the corner of the shed where there was a square of bricks missing from the floor and it was freshly dug. He was a white h...ired man, old enough to be my grandfather and as I was then desperate I took my pants off, hitched my dress up and squatted, blushing crimson when he watched me ‘pee’ and before I was finished he had come near enough to almost touch me as he picked up and slipped my pants in his pocket. We finished all the cages and we were still laughing and. I could feel her juices dripping onto my groin as she writhed like a belly dancer, bumping and grinding, back and forth, from side to side, all the time squeezing and kneading her breasts."Suck them, mum." I let my hands wander over her stocking clad thighs, enjoying the contrast of her white, creamy flesh against the harsh blackness of the nylon."Suck your nipples." Mmm, yes," she said and lifted one lovely breast up to her mouth."Oh fuck yes," I gasped.Her tongue flicked out and licked. You soap his strong back, running your hands across it and moving down to his small tight ass asscheeks. You run your hands over them cupping them and slide a soapy hand down his crack and soap up his balls as he spreads his legs wider. You move your hand back up his ass and begin fingering his asshole. He groans and says, yes I like that. You lather up your hand and begin sliding your finger in his ass, your other hand on his back. You get two fingers in and then a third as he is moaning and. So can simple social rituals, such as when Claire invited Howard Stinson, the security guard at Martin, and his girlfriend, Michelle, to dinner at her house. Chad was there, too, and they all had fun as Howard regaled them with tales of his duties at Martin. Such as the time he responded to an alarm only to find that a contract administrator had chosen to have a quickie with his secretary in a part of the building that had motion sensors installed, and which was clearly posted as being off.