’ ‘Whatever you say . . . more beer?’ ‘Now you’re talking.’ The teachers of the Karate school were big believers in the concept of work ha...d, train hard, and play hard. Everyone had lives outside the school, but friendships in the otherwise austere dojo inevitably formed. People were always heading out for drinks, or movies or a meal, but you never saw Will and Kassandra at these events. When the class wanted to go out for drinks, one of them always had an excuse. It was as if they’d negotiated. After a little small talk I saw Sherry look up at one of the other waiters. It wasn’t the one serving us. I glanced up and saw Brent staring at Sherry and me. Sherry asked to be excused for a moment and we stood as she left the table. After a few minutes she came back and joined in our conversation. Everything went well but I was wanting to know how she knew Brent. After our business meeting we said goodnight to the mature couple, we did get their business. I asked Sherry if she wanted to come. Tania was oozing sex and I could tell by the way she was allowing her skirt to ride even further as she snuggled into the bucket seat. Her cock was completely on view through her black see thro panties straining against the nylon. I can’t remember whether it was Tania or me who made the first move but we were both soon wiggly our way out of our skimpy panties and exposing our cocks to each others widening eyes. Tania took me and started to, very gently, start wanking me. She certainly had. As he said this, he brought out a portable tape recorder and set it on the table.?Come close and listen,? he said.He turned on the recorder and the family listened as Margaret was heard in the throes of sexual arousal and orgasm. Owiti put the blown-up photo of her taken after everyone had fucked her on the table. Tembo’s huge dick could be seen above her left shoulder. Clifford listened and looked. His face showed his shock. Abigail looked and listened to her mother being sexed and then.