It was all there - little black panties and thongs, all with the sweet smell of Carole's cunt on them, and her lacy bras (34B, if you're wondering)......judging by her underwear Carole was one sexy little bitch. I wrapped a pair of sexy panties around my erection and wanked my dick. I thought I was going to shoot my load right there and then, in Carole's bedroom, until I caught sight of a pair of Carole's tights that had fallen from the basket. Tan, shiny tights... irresistible. I stripped off,. They kissed for another five minutes or so. When they broke apart Terry’s cock has shrunk to original size and Kelly had left his load on his lap. They had been so subtle and moved so little, that I honestly had no idea they had actually fucked.Paul had been rubbing her back the entire time. Kelly climbed off Terry and turned to him, kneeling on the couch between him and Terry. “What would you like, Paul?”“I’d like you to sit on my lap too.” He said with a huge grin. Kelly placed one knee over. His little 'golf' balls were hanging way low. The sack was almost empty but it hung down there ... probably ten-twelve inches down ... not to mention the penile piercings. And of course the obligatory right ear piercing to let everyone know he is gay. I know I am smiling when I think that. Rick was anything but gay when all this started. But I decided he WAS gay and WANTED to suck those Big Black Cocks! And now he was! Yeah that made me happy!Of course that wasn't the 'plan' at the beginning. . I don’t know. It could be something to do with bad?”“Or dungeon, or bikes?” I mused.“We could turn up to gigs on bikes,” said Alice. “Senz is learning.”“That would be newsworthy,” I nodded. “When is she eighteen?”“Not till the year after next. But she could still ride a nine hundred or whatever and get busted. She’d just get a fine, if she got caught at all, and points or a ban. And it would be bad.”“Hot sixteen-year-old bassist caught illegally riding a big bike to a rock gig. Photo of her.