At least that what it sounds like, as I only hear the one voice. Well…that’s not strictly true. I can hear a few voices but they are mere murmurs...really. As loud as he is, I haven’t a clue what he talks about because his accent is so strong. Clearly Scottish, but more specific I cannot be. I do recognise one word in particular though, which he uses frequently. This is a word you wouldn’t want to use with your mother and he doesn’t even seem to be using it in anger or for emphasis.. Later we met up and went into the staff bar for a drink. There were the same group from my room the night before. They cheered us again, the story went around the room and several girls flirted with me while the guys chatted Cathy. Later some of us went out in the village to another bar. The conversation was very sexy, I put my hand flat on the bench seat and Cathy sat on it, openly grinding her pussy back and forth on my palm and fingers. Our friends laughed, people at other tables looked on. I picked him up after selecting a cart and sat him in the child seat.“You’re getting fat, Al,” I told him on depositing him on the flip down plastic seat.“I’m just right for a cat my size,” he answered, as he looked over everything in the store. I was sure that if he found something to interest him, that he would be out of the shopping cart in an instant. Manx cats are good jumpers.As I moved around the store looking at the various racks of clothing, I was surprised by the variety of it, the. She loved fast fuckers, they gave her more friction and more pleasure. As Cookie pounded Tami a dark brown mini-stallion with flack around his hooves named Perry trotted over. Carefully Tami regained the use of her arms to reach over and coax out his cock. Using one arm to support her body she used the other to hold Perrys cock and suck on it. This was truly heaven! Greta moaned loudly as she had her third orgasm, she looked to Tami and gasped when she saw her with Cookies cock in her pussy and.