Feeling sorry for their plight I asked them to come home with me. I could give them a meal, a change of clothes and a warm place to sleep. The brisk w...lk of a kilometre from the bus stop to my house started to warm them up a bit. We reached my place with very little said as they were still too cold and wet to talk. I gave them towels to dry off and a couple of shirts and lungies to change into. While they were changing I lit a fire in the sitting room fireplace and made some soup. When they had. .and he held his breath.. and then.. material.He lifted her slip up more until he caught a glimpse of lacy blue.“Fuck!” he thought frustrated.But he didn’t move his hand. He took another look at Jen’s sleeping face and placed his fingers firmly on her panties over where her hole would be. Jen began to stir slightly but Pete didn't care.Warmth... wonderful warmth was what he felt underneath his fingertips... and it drove him insane.He felt like a shark as the scent of blood engulfed him.Pete was. Angie's labiawrapped around the base of Michele's cock as their pantied crotchesslammed together. Angie took control of the lovemaking, gripping Micheletight with her stockinged legs, forcing her to slow down her thrusting tolong, slow, deep strokes.Michele tried to increase the intensity of their coupling but his sisterwould have nothing of it and continued to keep Michele locked in the vicegrip of her sleek legs, ensuring a slow steady rhythm. Michele's cockslid in and out of her slick wet. I took a step closer and aimed, letting my cock slide to the other side, holding the upper edge of the wooden wall between the two of us men. This guy was a real a gem of the sport of cock sucking and not a tease like me. He was something beyond a true maestro; far better than a champion; I found out as he gave me the best of the best cock sucking of my life so far.His mouth was warm like an oven and felt velvety as he accommodated my monstrous length comfortably for sucking. Although it hurt.