Abbie pulls into the parking lot of Java Joes, a tiny coffee shop in one of the shittiest areas of downtown. I’m surprised it hasn’t gone out of b...siness by now and I sit for several moments trying to figure out how it hasn’t, more to just distract my mind than because I actually care anything about this shithole. Abbie turns to face me from the driver’s seat, giving me that half concerned, half angry look of hers, wishing I would tell her what the fuck was going on, and furious that I. He directed me to get on my hands and knees. I placed my head on the bed, spread my legs and raised my ass proudly in the air fully expecting that Tom was about to fuck my little pussy hard doggy style. Instead, Tom moved down to my pussy and slowly licked from the hood of my clit, up my lips, pausing briefly at the entrance to my pussy, before assaulting my asshole. I screamed as Tom lapped away at my ass while manipulating my clit with his thumb. I adore analingus but had been too. I knew Patricia had talked to Julie about me but we had still yet to meet as the summer holidays approached. Julie was due home for the holidays at the weekend so I suggested that the three of us go to Oxford on the Saturday and take a picnic and do some punting to create a relaxed environment for Julie and I to become acquainted. Patricia thought this was a great idea and put it to Julie who also thought it would be fun. Saturday morning arrived and I got to Patricia’s house about 9.30. The. . I fucked her with finger. I kept my tong on that.. Slowly licked pussy lips. She pressed ma head against it.. Slowly put tong inside…licked her clitoris.. She had her orgasm.. She told me to come over her.. We were in missionary position. She took my tool with her hands and placed it over her love hole.. It was well wet. Slowly I pushed it into her hole.. She gasped. Ahha.. Baby. Slowly.. Slowly.. It was very tight. I pushed it hard and it went inside.. ahh.. I was in heaven. She was moaning.