The tongue flicked around there for a moment, and then the finger pressed a little harder. HE could feel it slowly spreading his hole, but he didn’... care because the other guy was working on his cock again. When the finger finally slid all the way in, it hurt a little, but it felt really good at the same time. One guy started finger fucking his ass while the other sucked his cock. And Heather’s hands kept his face buried in her hairy pussy.Then the finger was gone, and for a moment the. ’ His voice was hoarse. I started to feel wet at the memory of the previous night when I met Tomas in a hotel room.‘You want me to tell you everything,’ I stressed the last syllable, ‘of how Tomas made me cum, made me squeal, how he covered me with his hot, sticky spunk?’ I had probably turned myself on again; Tomas had had the magic touch.‘Yes please, Helen. I thought of you last night, I hoped you were having fun.’‘Your wish is my command, Alan.’ I clambered out of bed, keeping eye contact on. And its OK with you, too, Fred? Sure. Provided that I get to fuck you often. OK. Weve got to run. Thanks again. Good bye. I looked at the clock and realised that I should be starting dinner because Kevin and Alicia would be here in less than an hour. After all that sex, all that I wanted to do was soak in a warm bath for half an hour at least. I turned to Fred. Fred. Kevin and Alicia are going to expect dinner in about one hour, and I cant start cooking until Ive recovered my energy. Do you. I got bored one night and went onto a website and he was online as well,” she started to explain. “We got chatting and became friends.” “Boyfriend and girlfriend?” “No,” Elle replied. “Just mates.” “Look, I know that I haven’t been around like a lot of other guys my age but I am not stupid either. Guys don’t chat to married women just to be mates. They want into your knickers!” Elle smiled at his turn of phrase. “Okay,” she said, “he wants more than just chat.” “And you?” Elle took.