“Are we keeping score or something? And why are you wearing your sunglasses in here?”Heather shrugged and handed me the next mat. It also containe... a set of three pictures. Three pictures of braided hair. The middle one was clearly not Heather’s, but the other two had the right tone, at least in black-and-white. I studied the photos and then looked at Heather, but her hair was tucked up under her winter hat.“You can take off your coat and hat,” I urged. “The heat is turned up.”“Believe me, I. "Sshhhhh. We wouldn't want anyone to hear us and come and spoil our date now would we? Now suck on my finger. Like a naughty school girl." You take the pointer finger on his right hand into your mouth and suck on it like a good girl listening to an authority figure. It tastes faintly of salty French fries mixed with your juices. He must have eaten some fast food for lunch. Harder and faster he thrusts. With his free hand he cups your left breast, and then you feel his hand sliding up and. I was just beginning to get in a proper rhythm when Beth begged, "My arse, fuck my arse, baby." It took a moment to figure out what she was begging for, for me to fuck her sweet ass. My dream come true just kept getting better and better. I slid my cock out and rubbed it between her ass cheeks. She begged again, "Don't tease me baby, just fill my arse with your cock." Now desperate to do just that, I spread her ass cheeks apart, found her tiny rosebud and wondered how the hell my cock would fit. One thing I have found isthat some of the chicks that the boyfriend collects have really greatwardrobes. I reckon that they?re not going to need their stuff any more sincemost of their time around here is spent buck naked. So now there?s a standinginstruction for the snatch teams that if the girl is my size they bring in anyclothes they find. ?Course most of the time the stuff is useless ? like thegoons we have around her have any idea of style? But occasionally there?ll besome designer gear.