I could hear the smile from behind me as he asked, “Did you bring the lube?” He removed himself yet again and gave me a slight slap on my glowing ...heek. I shimmied over to my bag, knowing I packed it on his instructions before I left. I handed it over to him and moved back into position over the couch arm. He pumped a little onto my arse and the cold hit me instantly, it wasn’t for long though as the warmth of his finger replaced it, massaging my tight puckered hole. My body started heating up. -----------------------------------------We ate our meal slowly and drank heavily. Three bottles of wine later, we were still chatting about work, travel, food and such topics. The dinner table was out in our large living room.Suddenly Lucy, who was sitting across from Andrea, cried out:“Andrea..you’re dressed like a whore”.“And you’re dressed like a bull dyke”, sneered Andrea.“She is a bull dyke, isn’t she ?”, I calmly asked Roger.“The only thing I know is that she prefers it in the ass”,. Preston was driving his substantial cock deep into Jun’s ass, burying it to the root on each stroke. Jun’s cock was clearly visible extended along his stomach, bouncing with each of Preston’s thrusts. As they watched, Preston leaned forward and kissed Jun. It was clear that he was using his tongue to reach into Jun’s mouth.Jun’s hands immediately came up to hold onto Preston’s head, holding his face there and extending the kiss. Preston buried his cock, and just ground his hips into Jun’s firm. It certainly was not about the bloody weather, I am damn sure." Calm down, Amy, love. Anyway, Tim must be going now. I am sure he wants to get home and get something to eat." Yes," said Tim, "I must." As Amy showed him to the door and told him she would phone him, he called out to Lorraine, who was behind Amy. "Bye, Mrs Stevens, it has been good talking to you."Lorraine wagged her finger at him and made the motion of a whip coming down.~~~~Amy phoned Tim the next day. She asked him round. It.