”“We have played this game, with some toys I have. I would be her master, returned from travelling and I would claim her, make her my bitch, my sl...ve.” Christine whispered in my ear, kneeling behind me with her hands on my shoulders and her breasts pressed tight to my back.I turned my head, “She is so tiny!” I protested, but Christine was shaking her head, one hand reaching around to stroke me. “Fuck her, David. Claim her. She wants this, she needs this.”I got up on my knees, Christine sliding. There were still five guys waiting for a turn and it wasn’t long before another latex clad cock was pushing its way into the folds of my cunt. This one was thicker and longer than the others and I gasped as he pushed it firmly home and began to fuck me. I was conscious of his heavy ball sack swinging up between my legs and slapping against my belly in time to his thrusts and the slight squelching sound as his stiff cock rammed its way in and out of me. A few seconds later and I heard the cock’s. Well, we fell out over something bloody stupid, didn't we, George?"George made a noise that I took to mean he agreed with Beverley."Well, like a couple of donuts, we tried to make each other jealous. I took up with the son of the man who owned the Willows and George took up with Polly. We both got jealous all right; even more than jealous, we got even angrier at each other. Then things got completely out of hand, we tried to out do each other. Eventually we ran into each other out by the old. In the distance I could hear her lapping up the juice I was sending out and heard some filthy language. It wasn’t until later I realised it was me using it.Then I was sliding down the far side of the wave and sobbing and she was gently massaging the whole of the area with her tongue.“How do you feel?” she asked when I let her head go.“Wonderful,“ I said. “But I need cock. A big fat hard juicy cock.”“Maybe this will help.”My head jerked up. George was smiling, her face glistening with my.