I undressed and headed into the shower, almost immediately being joined by Simon to enjoy some mutual washing and stroking culminating in me leaning f...rward and having him fuck me doggy-style as the warm water hit our skin.We left the room at 6.30pm, headed for a nearby restaurant where we ate, then headed for The Duttons. Reaching there it was impossible to miss John, he was sat at a table waving wildly at us both, a pint, half drunk before him, “ Hee-hee wasn’t sure you’d turn up, my you look. Your face is flushed. Each stroke is made lovingly, an exquisite experience repeated over and over.Before we started I took down your pants, just a little bit, before sitting you at the table. Just a little bit to expose enough of your skin to feel the coolness of the seat recede as it adjusts to the warmth of your body. A little bit to expose you to the texture of its surface.The brush rises to the top of your head and falls like water through your hair. The brush rises to the top of your head. The car whistled along at 80 miles an hour as Scott prayed that The Little Candle Girl would still be in the alley. After what seemed an eternity, he reached the parking lot by The Horsehead Pub. The bar had closed early because of the bitter cold and was desolate and deserted. Scott jumped of the car so fast, the door banged against a concrete barrier, but he was beyond caring. He rounded the corner to the narrow alley huffing and puffing, then paused as he took in the heartrending scene,. Loudly. Knowing he could hear us. Knowing he was probably in there jerking off."Susan kissed me passionately. If I had know that Mike turned her on I would have invited him over a long time ago. She started strocking my cock."John, lets do it."So we put the ear pieces on and we started making out. She unbuttoned my shirt and ran her hands over my chest. She pressed her knee against my hard cock and I moaned. I pulled her T-shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, so i had instant access.