... followed by my tongue, still on the outside of the cloth, a large wet spot forming on your pants from my mouth and tongue.Impatient that your pant... are restricting my mouth from reaching my goal, I push the chair back some and pull your shoes off quickly, followed by the pants, then i push your knees as far apart as i can, sliding my hands along your buttocks, inside the briefs through the leg openings.. my fingernails gently scr****g your skin, my fingers kneading the muscles of your. Lay on the bed I instructed her quietly She walked towards the bed, her tits giggling as she moved and lay down face up. I moved towards her and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and started to pull them off. She lifted her butt up off the bed so I could slide them off easily. If possible, her pussy was even more breathtaking than her tits. It was shaved bare, just the way I like it, and all you could see from the outside was the outer lips and the slit in between. Her cunt lips. The third was an ally of the first two and had mentioned a plan to destroy the white mage that couldn’t fail. When the third mention a meal of a Fairixie; namely the one with the white mage they jumped at the chance.Outside what could only be described as a murky swamp with a tumbling down shack in the middle the two dark mages appeared.”Trigafor! We are here! Where is this meal that you promised us?” The tallest of the two called reaching out he could feel the third but something strange was. .like I was.So it was the summer of ‘81, hot, dry and just the sort of summer that begs for a road trip to the sand dunes of Porthcawl. About two dozen of us one balmy summers evening decided that we’d had enough of the pub we were off to sleep in the dunes.Everyone went their separate way, collected tents, sleeping bags, what ever and met up at the chippie on main street. A convoy of 6 cars made it’s way along the motorway and down to Porthcawl.In my car were me, my girlfriend Sue R, a mate.