.. I mean ... maybe ... ride Oscar and leave the van here? Have an extra night here?”Perhaps surprisingly, I hadn’t thought of that. I’d been fi...ated on moving on from where we were. “That’d work,” I said. “Spend longer there, if you like, or spend time in Keswick. If the weather is fit, of course. It’s not much fun riding a motorbike in the rain.”Showers, separated by a single game of chess – I won, but she was by no means a pushover having beaten me twice last time – and to bed. The one thing. It was a familiar pattern: coherent thoughts gradually merge, ideas become jumbled and, suddenly, you realise that you're travelling too fast and have no idea where the last five kilometres went. You brake furiously to avoid rear-ending the car in front which, for some reason, has decided to test your level of alertness. By the time Aaron approached the exit ramp, he'd lost count of the number of times this drive had come within a hairs’ breadth of ending painfully. Home and a welcoming bed. ' Omagelia without ceremony, quickly extracted his entire 14 inches of man meat from my aching anal sphincter muscle rings. My bung hole was stretched open extremely wide as the air swept in. Omagelia climbed up on the bed and cradled my head in his crotch and laid his huge penis across my panting lips. Then Omagelia said to his guards, in plain English, '...fuck my bitch gently, his ass pussy is sufficiently loosen and can accommodate your small tools. Later we let the "ape" have a go at his. I was astonished to see so many tits flying in so many directions!The exercise was led by an equally naked man with a large erection which was also bouncing around as he jumped in time with the music. Tom winced every time the man's cock went flying down as his feet touched the ground. The man noticed us and pointed to one of the naked women without ever breaking from the exercise.The woman he had selected walked over to us; she was obviously the designated spokesperson for the group. She was.