They groaned and gasped, hands stroking dicks and digits fingering snatches. Breasts heaved and muscular chests flexed as they drank in the sight of m... passion.And then the music slowed. I shuddered, no longer slamming my cunt up and down Ealaín with every ounce of passion I possessed. Now I took my time, feeling every inch of her girl-dick caressing my pussy as I slid up and down her girth.My head lolled back again, my braids swaying behind me as I squeezed my pussy down her snatch.. One day, the crofter came, but he wasn’t alone, this time he brought his wife, a terrifying looking woman, whose face reminded him of the pony’s backsides as they cantered away from him. As the crofter spread his arms wide, her face split into a Cheshire cat smile, displaying at least three good teeth and miles of gum. Her two meaty hands dived into the butchers’ apron, tied about her considerable girth. He would have gulped if he had been able to when she about-faced and squatted down on the. He kissed my lips. I melted into his arms.Cavendish cleared his throat before he entered the room."I beg your pardon, Sir, Madam, but although it was a warm day, it hasgotten quite cool. I wondered if you wanted Angus to make up the fire."Lucas glanced down at me. I shook my head."No, thank you, Cavendish. I think we'll be content to make our ownheat."Cavendish looked shocked."Very good, Sir." He left quickly."You scandalized him!" I said, giggling. He looked quite proud ofhimself. I grew. I had become lost in the moment and never realised it was Jason’s friend Matt. He was reaching inside my shorts and I was letting out little moans as his fingers met my wet pussy. As this went on I felt a second pair of hands touching my tits; the second person was Jason who had returned. “Slide your shorts off” Jason whispered. I did and they helped me with the removal of my panties too. Suddenly I felt something at my pussy entrance; someone’s cock was prying its way inside. After.