Seeing that I wasn't about to give way, Keith simply muttered something along the lines of 'this isn't over' and stalked off, clearly unwilling to try...anything on with me. The reason for that is I'm very strong from heaving beer barrels out of my way to fix leaks and in my youth played rugby a lot and have a pretty good physique, though sadly not much in the way of personal charm in keeping my ex happy."You OK, Frances?" I asked."Yes, Brian." she answered miserably. "He's a bad drunk and you. Whatever it is women get a blue set of." Just a little bit?" Just a little bit."I was getting worried it had been more than just a little bit, when we heard the little noisemakers scurrying up the stairs. "Okay, we've got to stop now," I told him. I got off the bed and had taken two steps when I saw him do it. "What on earth are you doing?" I'm stripping the bed." Why? To what possible purpose could you be stripping the bed?" So I can do the laundry. After you take your shower, of course."Where. Everyone was naked. There must have been over a hundred naked people, all of different ages, men and women, boys and girls. I saw quite a number of people who had also shaved their pubic hair off and one woman with metal rings in her labia, just like Kelly. There were some really gross looking people. It was then that I realised that clothes were not just to keep us warm and look ‘pretty’, they were there to cover the fat ugly lumps. I had to admire some of those people, if I had a body like. " A second finger pushed against my resisting hole before invading my back passage. “Lick my clit!” I demanded, pulling his head between my thighs. “I want to come again.”This time, I didn't restrain myself. Erotic moans and screams filled the kitchen as my second orgasm tore through me. "Shush," momentarily silenced me, but Dean’s expert tongue and fingers prolonged my throes of ecstasy. More screams followed. "For fuck’s sake, you stupid slag… put a sock in it. If you keep that up, Nicole's.