Waving a file at Dylan the auditor mumbled: “I've got all I need for now. I'll be off now...” Dylan said nothing. He was incapable of speech. His ...ingers were running through Heather's lustrous hair. Heather stifled a moan at his touch, and slipped a hand down to her pussy. Her fingers rubbing circles around her clitoris. The door closed shut behind the auditor. “Thank fuck for that!” whispered Dylan. He wanted to bend her over the desk and fuck her. He wanted her juices pooling on the desk,. “I’m just going up to my room to get a couple of things and then we can go.”“What things?”“Well, some spare knickers for a start. There could be a bit of juice flowing, and anyway I want to see what you look like in a pair of them.”“I can’t wait. And some condoms maybe?”“No, we won’t need those. I’ll explain later. I will bring some lube though. I will be a bit tight.”“So you really do want to go the whole way then?”“Of course I do. And I guarantee that I will surprise you. By the way, I don’t. "What?"I glanced up and rubbed my cheek against Cherys' wonderful naked tits. "I almost hope not." And why not?" Cherys asked while rubbing my head.I turned my gaze to her, a smirk on my face. "When you give birth, we'll have to stop having sex for a few months. I almost want to prolong that as long as possible."Cherys giggled and then remarked with a completely straight face. "Who says I'm going to keep having sex with you once you knock me up?"My eyes must have gone wide in panic because. Then George insisted they all had a cocktail as well. So for the next half hour, Dave was busy making Margarita’s, and Sex on the Beaches, he only had to make two Piña Coladas. Whilst making the drinks he listened to them all bragging about the golf, and who was shit at ten pin bowling, etc. George managed to get a blue movie going on the big screen TV. They all settled down a bit and made comments about the assets of the ladies and men in the movie.At 9:30 the phone on the bench rang, he.