Allan sighed to himself. So this is what weekends are for then, are they? A time to rest and relax…………fixing curtain rails and so on! Gee whiz... He knew it was pointless arguing and, anyway, he thought the break would be good for Beth. She had spoken about Kirsty nonstop when Allan had first met her and had even met and socialised with Kirsty a bit, too. She was a bit of a raver, wild and raucous but just a hint of promiscuity hidden within the pretty smile and cheeky attitude. Kirsty was. Then, suddenly, with a low and guttural moan, John lunged forwards and, in one swift movement, pushed his dick in her cunthole, till its head hit her cervix. Eight inches of his cock, half of its length, were buried into her. “Ahhhhhh. . . your. . .cock. . . ahhhhh. . . my. . . pussy. . .!” she shrieked.“Yes, yes, little wifey. . . your mini pussy is mine!“ he shouted. “You’re mine, you belong to my cock. . . my fucking cock!” His finger continued to play with her rear hole, where he felt. In the rest of the group only Pteri and I were having any fun, passing the time chatting about her Zibong research and the goings on in the University: who was doing well at mastering it and who was opposing its use. Blaster was in that latter faction and as much as he liked Pteri personally, he disliked the new Zibong magic. My view was that if the new spells were out there, might as well have someone responsible use it first. Imagine what would happen if someone like Blaster's evil "brother",. She made her order and the music began filling the dance floor. After a couple sips from her drink, a young man approached her and asked her to dance. It flattered Donna that she was still attractive as this man was at least 10 years younger.She learned his name was Dan and he was with several of his frat brothers. Donna liked the way Dan danced and after the third dance, the music was now slowed and gave Dan the opportunity to pull her close. He ground his hard cock against her leg and.