" She stumbled off toward the kitchen and I went for the bathroom.As I approached that end of the flat I heard groaning. Being sick already? I approac...ed the bathroom door and pushed it open. "Are you …." the question died on my lips.Kirsten was leaned forward over the bath, the elasticated top half of her dress was around her waist, her large, heavy tits were swinging free. The skirt part was also bunched up around her waist and Nick was mounted behind her ramming his hard cock in and out of. Hard flat stomach, built to rest your head on. Navel we could make an innie or an outie and sensitive to our tongues.A small tuft of black hair on her mound, perfect for inspecting with the nose and mouth.Shaved labia, swollen and pink with excitement, oozing tasty honey water for us to sample despite the tampon. We sampled and her hips bounced in excitement.A neat pink clitty poking its head out and begging for attention. It got a lot, with squeals and hip bounces aplenty.Smooth long legs. Everywhere Arses went, he was preceded by a pennant decorated with his logo. Not only that, anyplace Arses spent more than a few minutes had itself decorated with that same logo.Hooray! Now we had an easy way to follow him around. The stupid SOB started riding a black horse decorated with fake wings. Naturally, the poor horse tired quickly with the added weight of the wings, so Arses had in his retinue, a collection of the most handsome black horses that could be found. This affectation. When they could breathe without panting she rolled to him and kissed him tenderly “Is that how you fucked Natalie last night?”He bolted upright in surprise, her words hammered into his ears, his heart hammered in his chest, he flushed with anxiety. She watched his reaction with amused eyes “I know what happened, it’s hard to hide fresh cum stains, even under clean sheets. I smelled the sex, I found the spots.”He stammered, he tried to lie “What the hell are you talking about; I haven’t had sex.