Anyway, to my story. A NIGHT ON THE TOWN. This story is about some of the men at a pub we visit some Fridays wanting to take me into the next town and...to take photos of her being fucked in various positions and locations around the town, this is about that night. It started with me arranging to meet early on one Sunday evening at the pub. We had decided on a Sunday so as there not to be so many people about. I had got there first to help plan the trip and decide what they were going to do with. Again and again he reached into her as far as his fingers would go. A tremor began to work its way through her body. As good as this was getting she wanted more. “Please take me,” she said as she pulled her mouth away from his. “I need you inside of me, right now!” “As you wish,” he said. He removed his fingers from her and started to undo his pants. Suddenly he grabbed her shoulders and turned her to the side. Off balance, she had to spread her feet to keep from falling, but her. After I consumed it, I felt heat rising in my body that made my cock look like a horse cock. The tantri whispered me to take my mother in wedlock.I stood up and took hold of her hand and then we lied down on the ritual bed covered in red cloth. Tantri continued his chanting and instructed every once else to maintain strict silence so as not to disturb us. I kissed my bride mother on her lips, she responded by moaning with pleasure. Our tongues intertwined, I touched her nipples and slowly. ” “I probably look so innocent huh?” She asked grinning mischievously. “Yeah, you do,” I said sheepishly. She laughed and plunged her finger into my tight hole, while kissing me again. I moaned softly as she fingered me. She stopped fingering me only to take my pants and boxers off faster than I had ever done. I caught that same look in her eye when I said I was bi at the bar when she saw how hard I was. She started stroking it and I moaned again. “You’re almost at the brink aren’t you,” she.