Maggie sat in the back with me and we chatted allthe way to Leicester. Max talked to Chunk and received some grunts inreturn. I got the distinct impre...sion that English was not Chunks firstlanguage.The Pink Porcupine club was not huge, but would probably accommodate wellover a hundred, possibly as many as two hundred. It looked a bit dingy indaylight, but would probably be OK in the evening. There was a smallstage and a cramped changing room that would only accommodate two at atime.Maggie and I. His main attention though was on her legs and what was in between them. A little pissed that she couldn't have fallen asleep with her legs apart, but he was still too scared to open them. Instead, Terry tried to get a feel of her pussy from behind; he could slip his fingers in and feel her nylon covering her pussy.As good as that felt, he wanted to feel flesh, he started to try and nick the panties with his sharp finger nails in order to make a hole, and he was so intent on wanting to break. I was drowned in mixed emotions of pain, pleasure, and ecstasy.The pounding Jovin was giving my tight pussy was like hell, but the pleasure all three were giving me was like heaven.After fucking my pussy for about 15 minutes, Jovin removed his cock and came to my mouth. Then Jordan asked me to ride him. I, like a good slut, climbed on top of him and took his cock in my now sore pussy.Then Jovin put his cock in my mouth. I was blowing Jovin while Jordan held my waist and hammered his cock in me. She sought to focus her lust the first time since her eyes closed in a vain attempt to capture the moment. She panted; her lust began to intensify and she rocked her hips into his leg using his thigh as a catalyst for her desire. For the first time since this began, she could feel the wetness of her shorn mound. She knew, at that moment… that extremely passionate moment… she needed him deep inside her. Her almond eyes closed again as his lips found their way to her neck and he nibbled and.