‘I’m not bloody fussy, I’d take anything right now.’ Nigel Pepper strolled into the camp whistling a merry tune. As he approached where Ian an... Bertie were seated, he called out, ‘Hello fellow dirt miners! How goes the battle?’ He dropped into one of the vacant chairs and looked at Bertie. ‘Be a good chap and get me a whiskey.’ ‘Where the blazes were you all day?’ Ian directed his question at Nigel. He grinned as he looked back at Ian. ‘I was doing a little…’ Nigel paused for a moment as his. I pinned the falling pieces of my hair back up so I did not get them wet. I adjusted the water to be hotter and added bath gel to the water to make big foamy bubbles. I stood looking at myself in the mirror, not a perfect body as I once had but my husband didnt seem to mind much. Placing my foot in the tub to test the water, it was just the right temperature I sunk down up to my neck in the warm soapy water. I closed my eyes for a few moments and then decided to get to the business at hand. I. Normally just me and the trainer or maximum 2ppl…hmm it was a pretty posh and hygienic gym…as days passed i used to notice a lady always used to leave at almost exact time i enter we usually used to have an eye contact while she was climbing down the stairs…she was around 35 to 40…south Indian…looked nice hot and sexy wit fat in all right places..she used come in tracks…so after workout her clothes used to take the shape of her body and it used to look very hot..she had a very sweet smile…since. Spurt, spurt, spurty, spurt! No one missed out.Even the groundsman found himself with the gardener again. This time he was on top. As everyone else was screwing around outside these two were in the back of the workshop again on that same old pile of rags. Bill Snypes was pumping away deep into Tammy Parnell’s warm pussy then unleashing another spurting load of semen as her bouncy tits jiggled and swung all over the place. Tammy then pulled old Bill down hard onto her naked breasts and kissed.