I giggled, got on all fours, and then said, "who's fucking my ass, and who's fucking my throat"? Immediately both of them got on their knees and in to...position - J behind me, and his friend in front of my face.J started first. He plunged his perfect cock's head in to my ass like a fence post being driven in to the ground. He pushed it all the way in until his balls pressed against mine and I could feel him deep in my stomach. The moment his hips slapped against my ass I reached out, grabbed his. There would be plenty more like it, he thought, and got the wild idea of maybe putting it to her from the back while his old man stuck it to her in front. That way, she would really be filled with pricks. She eased forward, and his slippery cock worked out of the tight hold her ass had on it. There was only a little seepage of white stuff to hang like little pearls upon her pussy hair. Glynn sat back, catching his breath and holding his greasy rod. That — that was fantastic, his mother. " What about Lindsey?" Millie butted in. I hadn't heard her come into the bar."I can't see that, Millie. Lindsey's probably quite happy with her squaddy now that I'm gone!" He might have gone back overseas," Millie suggested."Come off it, Millie. Surely she's sussed that I know about him by now, and will have probably found herself another mug to string along."George was sitting there looking from Millie to me and back again. Obviously he was a policeman who knew when it's the right time to ask. I'll be ok." "I know, but your you'll have to hire a hand after the summer, so for now, we can do it." I flicked water at her from my wet hands and she laughed. "You brat!" She teased, "I'm glad you're here to help we've always appreciated it." ​“I’ve always enjoyed it out here. So quiet; I love being in the country.” With that she gave me a little hug and we sat down to eat. Dinner went by with quiet conversation about the weather and the days accomplishments. Afterward I joined her on the.