I asked is it just youNo Mark told me, he had been up there with othersThe excitement grew in me and I agreed to go with himI met Mark around lunch ti...e dressed in our running gear we ran to the high street and waited,for ten minutes when John pulled up We got in the car thirty minutes later we arrived at Johns flat,It was very clean, cleaner then my house we went into the sitting room and we sat on the sofa side by side ,John sat in a arm chair opposite us.We was offered cigerrets and beer as. My dad, Ben Anderson, was an engine and a car builder for several NASCAR Canadian stock car teams years ago. Dad taught me how to work sheet metal, machine camshafts and piston heads by the time I was twelve. Nothing beats the deep rumble sound of 600 horses under the hood.”“I graduated from Carlton University with a degree in Automotive Engineering but it never got me anywhere. Building car or truck engines weren’t the same for GM as building a stock car engine or body from raw materials.. I was still horny from eating Sara’s pussy the night before but not getting to fuck her.Tammy grabbed me and kissed me. “Honey, please don’t think I’m weird, but I want you to do something for me.”I looked at her with a strange look, “Sure, whatever you want me to do.”She pulled me down to whisper in my ear. “Sara is in her bed waiting for you. I want you to go in there and eat her pussy like you did last night. I want her juice all over your face. After you make her cum, you can have sex with. I swiftly analysed my feelings and concluded that I was pleased that Julie had seized the opportunity to try something new, even if it wasn't with me. But hopefully I'd get a chance to do something similar to and with her before long!Having both had to behave (sleep alone) for the past few days at home with our parents – and being more than a little fired up by discussing the kinky goings-on of the previous weekend – Sheila and I gave each other relief again before we fell asleep, and we both.