It was my job to empty the bag on the back outdoor table and check all contents. I was called the Dustman. I found rings, coins, bracelets etc etc. Th...se I dusted off and returned to mum to wash. Mum was most insistence I wore rubber gloves for the job. I actually agreed with mum for once.After cleaning out we moved the furniture to Bedroom 1. Now was the side cabinets and TV stand. Bridget opened one door and screamed when everything fell out on to her foot. Lucky it was paperwork. Dad’s job.. On reaching home both girls got out, said good night and he left. They went up to Angela's bedroom and she produced the used, filled, condom. Both giggled over it and unrolled it to it's full length.Angela says she was first, but both wanted to know what it, spunk tasted like so each dipped a finger until there was a good sized drop, they then each lifted their spunk covered finger and placed it on their lips. Angela's best friend suggested that they lick the finger clean and did so. . You looked really nervous has his hand went further still, he lightened the mood by exclaiming you’d got no knickers on. You began shifting in your seat so I guessed he’d found your sexy clitoris and when you settled again you was so wet I could hear him rubbing your pussy. Wet enough for his fingers to slide right inside you which they did as you moaned in pleasure at something finally being inside you. You looked over at me with a beautiful blushed smile to see if I was ok. I was sat. I looked down at her, she up at me. The icy world of hockey around us became a great white blur. I could no longer hear her friends laughing, but that may have been the roar of the crowd at the home team's goal. My filming partner's eyes may still have been burning into us but the cold air had frozen the weight of his gaze. My other hand was on her cheek, our bodies suddenly close together. I hoped she couldn't feel my erection. Embracing, we kissed. I think her friends fell silent then. My.