Then he's slipped a finger between my arse cheeks and is circling round my pucker. " Yessss, lovely tight boy-hole, mmmmm tight and hot ". He's so clo...e his slimy cock head's against my thigh, drooling pre-slime all over it, could feel it slding down my leg. "Do you like my sticky goo, baby, lots of daddy-goo, mmmmm " By now his fat finger's popped past my tight pucker and it's all in,pressing against my arse button. He's humping my leg like an over keen dog and finger fucking my hole, " Oooh. He began fingerfucking her as he licked and ate her slobbering pussy. She moaned with his cock still in her mouth and the vibrations from her moan made her mouth feel even better.Then he heard Becky cry out behind them, "Oh God John! Amy! I'm cumming!"John was sure Becky was squirting; she was a squirter when she got really excited, and he was quickly proved right, when he heard Amy say, "Damn, Becky, I didn't know you could squirt!"Then he heard Amy say, "I hope you're not finished, I still. I cheerfully go get some pillows and blankets from the linen closet, in the next room. While fetching those things, I have a little time to take in all that was happening. What I had just asked, and what it might have implied, without much more intention than not wanting you to go, and not wanting to be alone. Before my thoughts consume me too much, I hurry back to you. Your eyes are heavy, sleepy, and you yawn wide-mouthed as I hand you the things. I sit down closely next to you, putting my. She thought he looked stylish in an untamed sort of way, with the solid shadow of stubble across his face and windswept hair hooked behind his ears, grazing the shoulders of a white button down shirt. Three open buttons exposed the dark hair of his chest. His black denim jeans and gleaming leather boots, she guessed, were the closest things to formal wear that he owned. He stopped at a folding table holding a stack of white, freshly laundered towels. Bottles of water were stashed in an ice.