A. after all, so it was in the mid-sixties even in winter, otherwise a beautiful night. But Em didn’t like the black leather trench coat. It was ina...propriate for the weather. As a cop, she knew anytime a wacko wants to make a public statement, they wear long black coats to hide things.Pressing Amanda back with one hand, Em stood her ground. “You’ll have to go through me.” Although Amanda took another step back, she didn’t go far.Robert, grinning a lopsided smirk, reached into his jacket. Em,. Tomorrow. I'd be able to talk to her tomorrow. I’d be ready tomorrow.But even as that thought occurred, the door opened and Amber came out. She was fully dressed, co-ordinated, in control. I watched as she carefully passed the key through the letterbox and turned towards me. She smiled. At me. Good God she had a pretty smile. And she waved. A little wristy wave, for me.I was waving too. And smiling. I hadn't realised that I'd been mirroring her actions.Something, anything to cover that awkward. She moved her ass a little, side to side, in pleasure, while Johns finger kept up its work. Mmmmm yeah……keep it going………..get some more in…….oh…..oh…..is that his….yeah…..second knuckle…..oh……..goooOOOood…… His finger was deep in her ass. He pulled it out. Pushed some more cum in her ass, and started stuffing it in. His fingers took turns, each getting its time in her tight little ass. As the tip of his middle finger touched her anus, she pushed her ass up, encouraging deeper exploration. Shes. Then their hands were inside my speedo.Without undoing the drawstring their hands slipped under the lycra through the legs. Hands, everywhere. My balls, my cock, my butt hole.I wanted to feel how horny these guys were so I managed to put down the beers in my hands and reached under the water to feel the front of their speedos. The nylon (AussieBum’s are made of nylon instead of lycra) covering their cocks was being stretched. They were both hard, really hard.If the hottub was private we would.