I entered the Fleece and glanced around to see who was there. None of my friends were there at the moment, but I figured I should at least say hi to ...aron, the bartender. I sat down at the bar.“What’s going on, Aaron?”“Hi, Amos. Not much at the moment. But,” he paused for dramatic effect, “the night is young.”“Yes, it is. I was wondering if you’d seen Craig recently?”“I have. He was here last night, said he’d be going out of town this weekend. I’m not sure if he’s left already or if. We met at a McDonald’s. When I arrived, he jumped out of his car and ran over to introduce himself. I could tell he was excited, but I kept somewhat of a poker face. I was beaming inside though. I knew we’d have a good time. We drove across the street and got a room. He had fooled around with guys before, so I was following his lead. He was really gentle. We started kissing, which I immediately loved. Clothing began to fall off bit-by-bit, piece-by-piece. There was a lot of body contact,. Trousers and shorts followed rapidly, the light extinguished, and only the minimum time necessary elapsed before they were close together under the duvet, only one item of clothing (Pippa's panties) between them.Hands wandered with delight. Pippa's breasts, which, like many women, she thought too small, were clearly much appreciated by CC. His penis, painfully erect, equally attractive to Pippa.CC gasped. "Stop ... or find me some tissues..."Pippa's handkerchief was not really large enough, but. She spread the blanket and sat down and motioned for me to come and join her.I took a swig of my cold beer and walked to join her. When I stepped onto the blanket Vicky sat up on her knees. She looked up at me and placed her hands behind me. She grabbed my ass and started kissing my cock through my boxer briefs.I was already half hard and my cock grew rapidly. I looked down at her. The intense heat from the fire place made her skin lightly glisten with sweat. She gently pulled my shorts down.