W-what? You heard me, sit on his lap. Im sure he wouldnt mind. I looked over at Brandon, and he motioned for me to come to him, so, reluctantly, I did... I didnt understand what was happening. Two days ago, Bridget flipped about me being near Brandon, and today she wants me to sit on him? I sat down on his lap with my bowl of instant mashed potatoes and instantly felt his cock getting hard. Everyone had theyre eyes on the TV and didnt notice that Brandon was slowly grinding his cock on me through. "Maybe you'll get a parcel from home," Phillip said.Redbourne gave him a sharp look and then shook his head wearily."I don't think so, W-B. No people at home to send one. What about you? Anyone waiting in Dorset with bated breath for the telegram boy?" Just my parents. I had a brother. He died when I was quite young. I don't remember him at all."Redbourne looked uncomfortable and changed the subject."We ought to be pushing on now. The longer we delay, the more time we'll give the Huns to. She leant forward, put her face deep into the white pillow, arched her back slightly and made sure her tight curvy arse was sticking up. She moved her hands through her legs and spread her cheeks so that both Gary and Graham got to see her freshly fucked spread pink pussy and her arse bud too. She saw the flash light go many times as Graham took pictures. Gary had taken his erect in hand, stroking it. He moved his cock closer to Rita, stroking it as he did so. ‘Ready hun, here it comes’… His. It was obvious to him that he wouldn’t be the last one to show up. Dan went around to the rear of his station wagon and pulled out his CERT bag. He put on his vest and hardhat. He turned around to find Eric standing there.He said, “Hello, Eric. Sorry I’m late.”“Traffic was murder. I just got here myself, and I wasn’t even that far away,” Eric said.He thought it would have been a good idea if they’d been given lights or something to let them get around the traffic.Dan asked, “What’s.