Soon I am lying on the lounge chair naked, and the soft caresses start up again. Something is pressed against my lips and tugs on the lower one. Finge...s grip and massage my breasts as something surrounds both nipples and begins suckling. I feel myself getting aroused. More hands and fingers run down my stomach and over my mound. It never occurs to me to question how this could be possible.I feel no fear, no pain, just pleasure. Something parts my legs and stretches my labia apart. My nub is. The traffic was horrendous, and both were glad they weren’t driving.It was also bloody freezing. The shock to their system coming from summer in Queensland to chilly wet winds in London had them scurrying into a shop to buy some better winter coats than the ones they had brought with them.Registering their intent to marry at the Registry Office seemed to take forever. They finally sorted out the paperwork and were told to deliver their blood tests within four days, or they would have to do it. A very nice job, indeed. Let's take a ride and get rid of those boxes and pick up the rest of your things. I do have to get back before it gets dark."We drove back into the center where the vacant house was and I ran in quickly to grab my few things. One look around and I said goodbye and good riddance. I piled my stuff in the truck and climbed in beside her. She drove down the block and pulled into an alley and around behind a big brick building. She went inside for a minute and returned with. It was such a delicious treat to enjoy. A wondrous caress stroking up and down my girl-dick. I whimpered, my eyes fluttering as the heat built and built around my ovaries.My juices flowed, leaking out of me and staining the couch. I'd hoped Mrs. Albertson had her furniture scotch guard because I was going to squirt a lot of juices when I came. I whimpered, my big tits heaving, Mr. Albertson watching as he stood with Chris and Tiffany, the grandfatherly man grinning.I winked back at him. I.