The pub was on the first floor above a gift shop. Upon entering, there was a room with two pool tables. Beyond that, one moved through to the bar area... which had a narrow L shaped counter. To the left of this space there was another room with a dance floor. After I sat at the end of the long counter where it branched at a ninety degree angle, with only two bar stools diagonally across from me to my right, to my left there were a dozen or so bar stools.As I sat there, five guys were bantering at. He used his finger to rub the spit on my hole and began to probe my hole. He slipped a finger in me and began fingering my ass. This felt strangely good. He then added another finger and then another. He was finger fucking my ass and stretching my hole. He then moved over closer behind me. He spit on my ass again and began working the spit up and down my ass crack with his cock. Each time he passed my hole, he would give it a gently push. He did this over and over for what felt like. Then as I leaned forward one more time to flood her pussy, I felt warm breath on my ass crack and then heard and felt spit hitting just above my puckered disk and then a finger collecting it. I looked over my shoulder to see what the hell Bill thought he was doing when he said simply, “You said you were game for anything!”I have to admit, as his finger pushed into me a minute later there was a pressure on me that made my cock harder than it had ever been before! When he started massaging my. They had two children, both boys. James was almost 18, while his younger brother, Tim, was 16.Donna had met them when they first arrived earlier that day, and they all seemed lovely. Mike was a big man, and Donna had to admit to herself that seeing him in his uniform did make her a bit wet between the legs. Of course, Donna had to also admit to herself that a lot of things made her wet between her legs; she knew she was a horny little bitch. Nancy was very nice as well, smiling and happily.