I left them both and went into one of the cubicles and dropped my jeans, bending forward. The chav lad was in first. I could hear him spit and next t...ing, his cock was sliding into my hole. This lad fucked for England. Hard, fast and deep. His balls slapping mine as he made me take every inch inside me. I felt his hand wrap around my cock and he wanked me as he owned my hole. Grunting a few times, his hips thrust in harder and harder and I knew he was close. A minute later, he slowed down and. He told me to keep going, I told him to stop being a bitch and to put in some work, I told him that I fucked him and that he didn't even fuck me. He then told me that he was going to fuck the shit out of me. As I'm laying on top of him he started thrusting against me, my ass made very wet squirting sounds as he penetrated me as hard as he can, I had another orgasm, I was moaning. The grandpa then started moaning and yelling as hard as he can, he thrusted against my ass faster than ever before. Would you sing it again and let me dance for you?” I could barely speak for the dryness in my mouth but managed to croak, “I’d love to”! As I began she stood up and slowly weaved her body in front of me until her robe was fully open in front and I gazed at her hips moving slowly side to side and her breasts following the motion in a wholly erotic way I had never dreamed was possible! She moved towards me and I pulled my guitar as close to me as I could and suddenly her nipples were an inch from. "Yes, sir. If the two of you would have a seat, I will get someone to help you." We sat down and she called to someone in another office. She kept her voice down but I could hear her tone of shock and dismay. I heard her say, "I don't know. I'll ask them."She rose from her desk and walked rapidly over to us. She had a tremor in her voice when she said, "Are you Mister Chambers and Miss Goodbody?"I responded, "Yes, we are. Wait!" She stopped. I said gently, "You sounded worried. You have done.