I leave his nipple and find his arse, rubbing his cheek and then letting my fingers fall naturally into the cleft between the two cheeks before slidin... my finger down to find the puckered hole. God! That feels so good; it obviously does to him too.I kiss him again while fingering his arsehole, then something makes me look up. A man stands on the edge of the clearing. He is dressed in shorts and t shirt and has obviously been running. His face is pink and his hand is pressed quite hard into the. Then all of a sudden he stopped and pulled his cock from my lips.Gulping for air I asked "whats wrong" and he replied "I want to fuck your arsehole". I gaspedbut dutifully stood up and took off my jeans and briefs and asked him where he wanted me. He told meto get on my hands and knees right there in the kitchen so I did and he was behind me in a flash.He licked the fore finger of his right hand and ever so gently proceeded to push it into my tight holeand with his other hand he grasped my cock. What if Christina dremt it worse yet what if something happens and everyone finds out. She starts to turn away from the door but it’s too late.The door swings open with a woosh. The wind from the door pulling Karen’s strawberry blonde hair with it. “Hello Karen….. It’s a little chilly out come in.” It was Mrs Wilson. Her mind starts working overdrive why did Mrs Wilson say it was chilly it’s 70 freaking degrees did she notice my hard nipples. Oh god…. Karen blinks a couple times and gathers her. Becky pantomimed as the narrator read the opening sentences of the children's classic that set the scene for "O's" stirring initiation into Rosey. Then she was forced to her knees and the women in the audience let out a collective gasp when the size of her partners' shafts became apparent. Becky howled beautifully as the first entered her more narrow passage. Her performance inspired many in the audience, including Kathy and Christi's seatmates, to do the same and the auditorium soon rang with.