Strategically placed away from prying eyes and nosy observers.As I walked up to them, they looked at me expectantly. Charlie even archedan eyebrow."Yo... found something, didn't you?" he asked.I nodded, but gestured at them. "You guys first. Any theories?"They both shook their heads."I haven't see anyone who didn't look like they normally do," Tracy said."But I was lucky enough to only get told to stop staring like an idiotfreakazoid only once."Charlie nodded. "Same here. The only thing that was. Even before I was half way there, the emptiness in mygroin was apparent. Where my cock and balls once sat, was now a puffypussy, glancing down, I could see the camel toe shape as the seam of myjeans, pulled flat and inward at the crease of my cunt.I strayed a hand down, driving with one hand, slowly teasing my fingerup and down the crease, enjoying the heightened sensitivity of thefleshy labia pushing out from my crotch. The need to be filled startedto spread out from my groin and by the time. Anyway" Dave continued "the school principal asked me to go if I could. Seeing that I was released from my other commitment by the principal, my parents agreed I could go, particularly as the team was being billeted by families from Bathurst High School and the train fare wasn't going to cost very much."When we arrived at Bathurst Railway Station, we were met by our billets. My billet was a boy about 17 or 18, who was the Bathurst School captain. He introduced himself as Ben and then introduced. That was to beexpected. She was 45 after all (I was only 38). Still, she hadgorgeous features if a bit broad, long beautiful brown curls, andpiercing green eyes.As we worked together, Kimberly and I grew closer. Eventually, we endedup having drunken sex at a conference. Since then, we had been fuckingwhenever we got a chance--usually about once a week. I loved bangingher tight twat. She even let me fuck her in the ass once.I quickly pulled out of my Kimberly's delicious cunt and grabbed.