Gemma laid no cutlery, except for small spoons for their avocado and prawn salad. The food was eaten by hand and it was eaten slowly. There was fresh ...read to use in place of forks. Gemma coached James to eat and savour very slowly. Warm flannels were on hand for sticky fingers and faces. After their meal they walked again in the garden. They played on the swing. They laughed and were giddy. At the Summer House they conjectured how the ‘Ravish Night’ might be proceeding for the unknown woman. I smiled. Amy always was a fast mover when there was the chance of some cock. She began dragging his trousers down, but he decided to speed things up by getting off the bed and undressing himself while she did the same. I could see his erect penis sticking out in front, already aroused. Damn, it looked thick and long! Amy certainly knew how to pick them.“Oh babe,” she whispered, “It’s so big.”“Yeah, like your tits, love.”“Do you like them then?”“Fuck, yeah.”“Let’s have a taste of your dick. Clare and I had enjoyed even better sex since, but Brighton was a seminal moment in our relationship. Now I had discovered that it had been Fran not Clare who had offered herself to me with such wild abandon. And no doubt Clare had behaved in a similar fashion with Ray. Hell, I even heard their bloody bedsprings! I became aware that I was getting aroused. What was the matter with me? Ten minutes ago I was angry, now I was getting an erection. Surely it was perverse to get a hard-on at the. By my cock. She stroked her hand up and down the shaft a few times, and guided me back into her pussy. The feeling of sliding back into her pussy was just as good as the first time. I slid all the way into her and just held there for a minute, deeply French kissing her. Both her pussy, and my cock were pulsing. Even though we weren’t really moving on the outside, we were moving on the inside. Her pussy muscles were trembling around my cock. We both knew we were close to cumming. She looked at.