Would you like to walk a bit faster, to get your circulation going?”They took up a faster stride, and were back at the farmhouse fairly quickly, and...Reg took the seat that Mr Robson offered him. He sank down gratefully, but his head drooped with his returning nausea as he sat.Hermione and Jemima were quick to notice their boss’s condition, and clustered round him.“Well? How did you cope, Reg?” demanded Hermione unnecessarily, having already noticed the colour of his face. She intended it to be. I loved to have threesomes and foursomes with him. We had met some cool couples and enjoyed sex with them. I also wanted to be able to play on my own. In particular with a black guy I worked with and had a sexual relationship with for about three years. I didn't want that to stop and my husband agreed to that. I had the opportunity to have sex with a few of my BBC's black friends and even had a few gang bangs with them. The bottom line was I loved BBC and was fairly addicted to it. It seemed. ’ I close my eyes and remember a time when we used to be like this. I think of the last time I held her, kissed her, the last time she was mine. My thoughts betray me though and I feel myself grow hard underneath the towel. ‘It has been a long time. I miss being with you like this.’ I confess. I don’t want her to go. I can feel her heart racing against me and I fight the urge to throw her on my bed and ravish her right there. She shakes her head slowly and exhales on my chest. I shudder and. All at once they rushed each other, their sweat soaked bodies slapping hard together as they sunk their claws into each others butt. They started slamming their hips and crotches forcefully into one another as the forest echoed with the sound of female flesh colliding with female flesh. Their upper bodies were locked together tit to tit as they fuck-fought their hips into each other, their hard nipples flicking and stabbing each other nastily. The girls nostrils were filled with the smell of.