It took some bumping and maneuvering, but at last she lay east-west on the marble slab, head and feet at the ends. The altar was set with a white cott...n runner that kept out the cold of the stone. The cloth was fringed with lace and set through with eyelets that were reinforced with thread, that she scratched her back against. It would make a good blotter."How?" Kristen asked."Stand up. No, here. Face that way."Kristen stood over her, straddling her like a colossus, with one bare foot tucked. She watched mesmerized as the muscles in his arms contracted and flexed as he slid them around her again. ‘Where were we?’ he purred in that magnificent deep voice of his. Gabriel was temptation incarnate. His lips covered hers in a hungry kiss and she felt her insides ignite. ‘Hellooooo,’ came a deep booming voice from somewhere downstairs. Their lips separated with a pop. ‘Oh-come-on-now,’ Gabriel huffed with a pout as he looked over his shoulder. ‘Was that Angelo?’ she asked. Gabriel turned. She said.Donna led me to the other end of the snooker table and putting her hands on my waist lifted me with ease onto the table and told me to lie down. Next I knew my panties were hanging off one foot as Donna’s head was bobbing up and down between my thighs. Then the one of the other girls from the other group had crawled onto the table and was knelt by my head, offering her cock for me to suck. I nodded and she moved over me into a 69 position easing her cock into my mouth. I greedily. “Have you loaded it all sweetheart?” she said. “Yes Betty you can see the floor in your garage again.” I said. “I’ll make us another cuppa you must be parched.” She said walking into the kitchen, I followed her in, noticing she wasn’t wearing any tights just her tartan furry granny slippers on her feet and as she bent down to get the milk from the fridge door her skirt tightened over her lovely round bum showing the lines of her large knickers. She finished making the tea and we made our way.