Gill’s husband, Frank was handing round drinks and touched Gill’s arm as he moved past her. Frank had no voice, as I’d discovered on his stag ni...ht. I did suggest later that he never, ever sing in my presence again, to much laughter. Frank loved Gill though, with a passion and he lit up when she was near him. We loved Frank for the gentle, genial man he was and he became an accepted part of the crowd. Wherever we were Frank was. He helped haul kit, he ran errands, distributed drinks and ran. I said yes and she guided me to the deeper place where it was completely covered with plants and she started to look to one hole, while she was seeing she loosened her lunki which was covering her full body as if it happened accidentally and I could see half of her breats, I joined in search sitting right next to her and she was telling “I saw it here itself”, she sat so close that my thighs touched hers and I could smell her breasts, and she said she will pee. I said ok. She pulled up her. The desire to please him, the desire to be bred again and get another nice load of black seed was overpowering. We talked for a while, kissed and hugged, fondled each other some and relaxed. He didn’t relax for long. There was my playing with his cock, him playing with my baby one and finger fucking me – probing my prostate [my ‘g’ spot] and having fun. He started to get an erection.I went down on him, opening good and wide, and tried getting a real mouthful of cock to suck. He was a. “so what happened” I asked she kissed me and said “you are going to love this” just before lunch he calmly says “Rosie can you come to Bardon to the bank at lunch time, I need you to sign some papers” This was a change what the hell happened you can imagine where my mind was racing to. “so did you go”? I asked, “I had to darling it is my job” but is this job entailing now.“I got into his car we chatted normally all the way there no mention of our sexy play nothing” I was wondering what was.