"Oh fuck!" I screamed, and this is when Rick pulled his prick out of my cunt and squirted in my hair; part of it got on my left shoulder as well. But ...ick was quiet about it (all he did was pant a little bit and make a face that suggested he was struggling to control his orgasm) and I admired him for it; nothing turned me off more than a guy (like Brad) who made a huge ruckus when he came. Then it was Harrys's turn. He grunted and started jacking-off. I helped him pump his cock, sticking out. ” Renee had now sat up in bed, hugging her knees to her chest, exposing her panties with her pussy lips straining at the thin material.“Well, OK but I will skip some of the bits.” She too was sitting up cross legged, with her nipples pointing through her bra.I was going to ask what they had talked about for the past half hour, but thought better of it. I was also a little curious, as it was not a question I had asked of Ashleigh either.Ash’s Story – How it started. (These are her own words. “But our husbands are always so busy with work that they rarely have the time or energy for sex.” “And we have needs!” chipped in the blonde. “Yes,” said Chrissie. “So we need to be satisfied.” “And that, my dear, is where you come in,” grinned the Brunette, still rubbing her pussy. Trevor was paralysed. He was expecting to spend a nice evening in a restaurant with Chrissie and, perhaps, end the evening with a polite kiss. Having gone for so long without a date he would have gone home happy.. I had retired from one company with a thirty-year pension but just couldn’t sit around doing nothing all day long, so I went to work for another company.Anyway I impressed the boss during my interview and was hired on the spot. He sent me off to Florida the following day to straighten out a problem that had arisen. I went in cold turkey.Well the problem was so obvious that I couldn’t believe that no one there had seen it. When I checked in with the boss I told him that heads should fly. He.