As he probed his tounge in and out of my hole, he grabbed my balls and tugged on them. Head swimming, eyes closed, my legs started shaking. I heard th... kinking of his belt as he undid his pants. I felt his fingers around my hole then enter me. My cock hurting as it strained against the back of the couch. He stood up and Removed his fingers. I feel his dick head pushing on my butt, then a slight sting. Instead of the gentle man I spent the night with last night, he fucked me hard, his balls. Drinks were not cheap but the cocktails were well made and all the pretty young things in there made it somewhat bearable for me. Anita wanted to dance but I wasn’t into the music so I suggested she dance if she wanted and that I would remain at the bar.About 4 drinks later Anita returned glistening with sweat and took a sip of my drink telling me her ex was there and then pointed him out. She suggested we leave for somewhere else as she didn’t want to ruin our night with his bullshit. We made. After all, most of the time the coach was hitting the ball directly at her so she could practice those shots with far less effort needed than having to stretch for the ball.As Nina missed more and more shots so Diane was getting increasingly annoyed with her. After one particularly poor shot, Diane hissed into Nina’s ear, “Improve your attitude, girl, because you need to remember that I have that cane in my sports bag.”Nina knew she was acting like a sulking teenager, and, having been. The siblings were on sunbeds and Sharon had her head turned away from Ian as his eyes drifted down her bikini clad body to her buttocks. He focused on the twin mounds which were accentuated by the bikini bottoms and he could feel his prick stiffen.Whilst Ian had his eyes there he did not notice that his sister had turned her head towards him but on turning Sharon saw where hiseyes were aimed. "Hey, are you looking at my arse?" she said in a slightly miffed way."No, no of course not," replied.