He is on his knees and pushes his hard, throbbing cock up my rear. I moan loudly. I have been waiting for him.As he pounds into me, he holds my waist ...o pull me back as he moves his hips forward and back, my breasts bouncing around from the thrusting. The two men in front of us are very aroused and one pushes the other one down to lay alongside me so I can suck him while Scott is fucking me. He loves to watch me do this and pounds into me harder.His partner comes up next to me on the other side. ’ Sam smiled as John dexterously flipped a piece of gristle at him. He dodged it, and it fell to the ground to be chewed up by one of the various dogs that prowled the room in search of snacks. John smiled and stood, raising the silvered goblet to the roof of the beautifully decorated tent. The roses seemed to offset the blue on his chest and he looked magnificent, a throwback to an earlier, simpler time. Although the ballad embarrassed him, John wanted to thank them and to thank his friends. Winters in the glade are magic. Broad carpets of snow will blanket the entire scene with the far hill becoming an almost skeletal mass of stark whites and blacks of the trees snow laced branches against a winter grey sky. The brook down valley center will be crystalline with areas and clumps of ice seeming to grow along its banks as it sheets any protruding stones or branches with delicate coatings of purest crystal. Individual drops of moisture combining on larger branches to form jagged teeth. I found myself moaning and telling his to pound me as I realised that I enjoyed anal sex. Obvious Fred enjoyed it has he groaned and grunted as he did his best to make my eyes water. “Love that don’t you slut” he mumbled as his thrusting pushed me further into his wife’s delicious pussy. They both came within a minute of each other.Fred pulled his cock out of my arse and gave me a slap. Stella was all smiles. “I wonder how Bill loves fucking your wife” she said “I know I like that. Why don’t we.