I’ll message you the address later. So Friday came. I arrived just after the turf had been delivered. The delivery guys had out it in the back yard,...so that meant that I wouldn’t have to lump it through myself. It was possibly the hottest day of the year so far, so just as well. (By the way, in the UK, the hottest day would translate into ‘it wasn’t raining’!)Steph met me at the door, holding a beer for me. She was wearing tight shorts, and a white vest. I could see the outline of a bra. Both of them lay as is for a moment before he started kissing her lips, neck, and shoulder again. She too had experienced a wonderful orgasm during the dying moments returned the favour by kissing him back with same vigour.But soon he stood up and got dressed, and asked her to get dressed too. He appreciated her attitude and welcomed the idea of her working for the role she applied. He kissed her again while she was leaving and told her that Rita will take care of the joining formalities and. Placing it carefully into the box, Thomas had thedagger set gently within the box's interior, before he closed the boxand retired to the back room to rest for an hour or so. He had been soimmersed in creating the dagger that his body was exhausted.***********Oliver scratched his scruffy, unkempt beard as he clutched the ornatebox containing Thomas's completed dagger. He was quickly walking asfast as his slightly oversized breeches could carry him, adjusting hisdark brown overcoat, as he. "Oh fuck yeh, her arse is amazing, so tight and warm, it’s better than a pussy" gasped Greg. "It won’t be tight when I’ve finished with it" laughed Ali. I pushed his cock from my mouth and screamed "no way Ali you are to big, forget it, the rest of you are all too big". "Stop playing hard to get you slut, you know you want it" replied Ali. "No, no way you are not fucking me" I screamed, I was drawing the line at having his monster cock inside me. "We will see” laughed Ali. Greg pulled his.