I want to get drunk, get high, get laid. This can be our one night where anything goes."Simon didn't know what to say. He'd been thinking about Alison...though, obviously, and this did seem to give him a way... but at what cost?He tried to make his brain work through the alcohol fumes."You're saying that you want to go and have sex with someone else?" he asked her."No. Well, possibly. I mean, if I'm asked, or something, I might consider it, if you'll do the same. Let's just take the chances. I watched Jenny’s eyes as he approached and noticed she was not too happy about it.So I waved a hand at Andrew, signaling him to get behind me and he did. His hard cock still hanging out of his pants as he pulled my leggings down. I bent over to make it easy for him as I continued to lick Jenny’s pussy.With my legging pulled down to my ankles, my Boss lined up behind me and worked his cock easily into my wet and willing pussy. I moaned into Jenny’s pussy as he started fucking me with long. It was only when Melaniespoke, using that curious colloquialism, that Tariq became aware of it.(When she said the word "blast" Tariq saw a vague mental image offireworks, superimposed on a group of young people drinking and feasting.)The others followed her down the hall into the main room, and Tariqintroduced them. Melanie smiled at each of them and repeated their names,pronouncing most of them more or less correctly. But then she said: "Youmight want to learn the names of the girls whose. "I wont."I put on my helmet,leathers and fired up my fireblade.Where should I head?Aberystwyth? Yeah great road and lots of bikers to chat to when you get there.Soon I was blasting along meeting loads of guys n girls out enjoying the sun.Before I knew it I was pulling up on the promenarde next to the cafe and feeling hot as hell the sun beating down making my leathers cling to me.I'd had several cold cokes while chatting to a nice couple who had come down from Birmingham and were camping in the.