Where’s Fiona? This is the bottle she brought, so she should have some.”Reg murmured, “She went over towards the dining room, Freda. The snacks ...re laid out there, aren’t they?”“Yes. I’ll take the wine and a glass to her, but first have one for yourself and Erika.”Reg asked her, “Freda, are you in agreement with knocking up our virgin?”“I most certainly am, love. We can’t have her hanging around for several weeks before she makes up her mind. If WE can assess her in one day, she should be able. " Wow, I'll like to see that," I said, "I always fancied her from afar." Sure no problem," he said, "in fact you can do me a favour, I've got to go abroad for a week soon, perhaps you can house sit for me, you know water the plants." Sure," I confirmed, my heart beating wildly."Any tape you want to look at be my guest," he said off hand.The days past slowly, I told Sue that I was house sitting for a golf buddy but I didn't mention his name. At last I turned the key and I was all alone in his. I lean in kissing you on the neck and turning. You around so your back is pressing on my stomach my cock finds you pussy between your legs it is rubbing on your lips but I am not putting it in I direct it so it rubs all along the inner of your thigh and around your asshole. You lean back and say I beg you put it in I want it now. I take the invite as putting it in your ass but when I lick my fingers and stick them in your tight butt hole you let out a painful squeal and in an upset voice say. A six-foot, four-inch Mae Westwearing a floor-length strapless black dress that revealed a generousamount of realistic looking cleavage and a broad-brimmed black hatafforded me the same treatment. I could feel my clitoris leaking pre-cum. Brad didn't escape the probing either, and his nipples and cockbecame even more noticeable than they were. We were told by the gropersthat this was a routine procedure to insure that guests weren't carryingconcealed weapons. What bull shit! But it felt good.