What they actually did was drink booze, smoke dope and fuck a lot, in various multi-partner ways. Between the three guys, lucky Carrie found herself g...tting three-holed and made water-tight at least once a day. Not to mention the various 1-on-1 and double-team encounters. It was amusing at first listening to their loud fucking, but since I wasn't having much of a love life myself, it got old rather fast. Ned certainly didn't want to listen to his ex getting her freak on several times a day with. I could feel the front of her body almost pressing against the back of mine and had to resist the urge to sink back into her. She worked her hands over my shoulders and slowly down my arms, massaging as she went, slowly sitting down on her feet as she went, I could feel the insides of her thighs cradling the outside of mine. I felt her breath on my neck, just before I felt the softness of her lips caressing the top of my back, I looked up at Simon and he smiled back at me knowingly, he was. Suddenly, things became bright again. Jennifer had pulled down herpanties and shorts."Come on Tom, fukk me now!" she ordered.Some young college kid was having his way with my Jennifer. Pinning heragainst the wall of the elevator, he rammed his meat in and out of herquickly. Jennifer wrapped her legs around his waist."Oh yeah, faster, faster!" She demanded.Dangling around her foot I looked up. Jennifer's eyes rolled back, withthat familiar expression I'd seen so many times right before she. Under its ebullient landlord, Dan Spencer, it was expected to do the same, this year. Simon never left things to chance. He’d arranged a meeting with Dan at the pub at noon to go over the arrangements. He strolled over the village green, passing the duck pond, the vicarage and the church. At one time Simon would have strode rapidly, but now he was content to amble, not hurry. He’d learnt a lot since leaving home at 19, under a cloud. Even now the way he’d been treated by his parents, his.