'My god...he's so fucking thick! Not like your little weeny, Dave! ' Her small hands pumped along my shaft..... I wanted to make eye contact with Dave.....to get some reaction from him about this bizarre situation but all I could see was his excited gaze at his wife working over my rampant cock. Brenda continued sucking my cock for several more minutes, her active tongue thrilling my screaming bell-end nerves. She knew how to stop me losing control, pinching my shaft tight and letting my. She wanted me to tell what she was doing wrong. To tell you very frankly, I was more worried about spoiling our relationship due to this encounter than the encounter itself. Sam assured me nothing of this sort will happen and I reluctantly agreed. We decided a date and time and I decided to get at least a little drunk before that. We went to a pub together and for some time I forgot the impending situation. We came back to our room and tried some foreplay but it failed miserably ( I understand. Next his shoes came off, followed by his shorts. Soon everyone was stripped down to their underwear. ‘Logan, come here please,’ said Sophie gently. Logan walked over to Sophie, trying to keep his eyes focused on her head; he didn’t want to be thought of as a creep. Sophie smiled. ‘I need you to unclasp my bra. My arms are a little too sore from today’s walk and I can’t reach behind.’ Logan could see straight through her little game. He grinned and embraced Sophie, putting his arms around her. They both appeared taller, balancing on spiked heels that caused a lot of laughing. Few of the guests were quite so undressed, though Laine had a peach mini-skirt and bandeau top that was fighting to contain her tits. Tizianna had brought a change of clothes with her (although I was developing quite a fondness for that driver’s uniform), but then negotiated to borrow some lingerie from Orla and Jess, feeling out of place (and over-dressed in jeans and linen blouse). Cristal arrived in a smart.