.....20" counted out Kirsty.Lisa's make up was smearing with her tears. "Rachael if you'd like to assist with this examination, please feel free." Rac...ael walked round positioning herself behind Lisa in her chair. "i'll squeeze her nipples whilst you test her pussy and ass hole." Announced Rachael."Good idea, take her mind off me fisting her" Kirsty gleamed.Thwack, sounded the latex gloves as Kirsty stretched them over her hands, deafining out the pleas of Lisa.Followed by the squelch of the. After all it was his teams big chance and I do fancy how sexy he looks on that pitch in those tight shorts. I put on the away jersey of his team and a sexy form fitting pair of skinny jeans; and that small lacy black thong with the matching bra. Off I went to cheer on my Robbie. "Yay!, you made it!" screamed Rob as he happily hugged me for attending. The game started and of course there's my Robbie on the starting line at midfield. I knew coming was a bad idea, as the game progressed, I kept. I hear a flurry downstairs and up the stairs she comes with some wee Irish guy whom I figure maybe is the owner of the joint. He says ‘you broke my fuckin’ door’ and smacks me in the mouth. I taste blood. I say: ‘Sorry. It fell over, Have a drink.’ This mollifies him sufficiently to desist from whacking me again. There’s a moral authority problem in these situations. It’s hard to whack the landlord back when you’ve just trashed his door. But Rosanne or whatever her–I don’t remember–name is says. Patricia stood their for a moment watching herson go, her pussy was incredibly wet and was throbbing wildly, her son hadturned her into some kind of sex thing. her whole body felt hot and sweaty,she pushed her matted hair back from her forehead and picked her bikini topoff the lounger, quickly putting it on. she sat down on the lounger just asher husband came round the corner carrying a drinks tray, he smiled at her,not noticing anything wrong."So anything happen while I've been out?" He.