He started to spank my exposed ass as he fucked my friend hard and fast. My pussy ached for it. I could feel my juices drip onto her sex. Without warn...ng I could feel my pussy being stretched. His rock hard cock pressed firmly into my tight hole. The feeling was sensational. My pussy walls throbbed as he fucked me hard and deep. I continued to kiss Sarah, as I knew my orgasm was building deep within me. He was making every sweet, nasty, throbbing inch count as he continued to slam me hard. My. Temperatures had been close to triple digits (F) for days and Mother Nature was venting her fury in the form of violent thunderstorms, with high winds and golf ball size hail. We soldiered on anyway. The rain slacked somewhat as we got into town. Karl insisted on not paying for parking, so we left the car blocks away and made a run for it, to the church. I was a bit wet and a larger bit grumpy by the time we arrived. We had our complimentary cocktails and settled in at the arranged tables. A. Thinking of the places along the Ord, the tawny frogmouth recited a story.“Once a man was making a dillybag [traditionally woven from the fibres of plant species of the Pandanus genus], called a bulbbe. The bulbbe was for carrying food when he went for his bush tucker. While he was making it, he saw a group of men coming. They were his enemies. They were going to spear him and kill him. He was scared, so he formed himself into a blue-tongue lizard, called kurrih. He crawled inside the bulbbe to. 'Older men Fiona?' 'Yes'. Geoff moved to kiss me, and suddenly felt incredibly feminine and receptive in his arms. Our mouths opened and Geoff began to French kiss me. I could taste tea and a hint of cigarette smoke on his breath, and loved the intimate feeling of his tongue on mine. As we kissed, he unbuttoned my dress and slipped it off my shoulders. I shrugged it down over my hips and stepped out of it, and fell back into Geoff's arms. He pulled me into him and I could feel his hard cock.