It's the usual stuff, I battered someone, he's a thick blah blah blah. Soon they are on about your some lucky girl that one of them lashed out of it. ...he's a dirty slut that one, she even licked his arse apparently. I have pics, look at the hole on her. She's a beaut, not stuck up like this yolk sitting on front of us. Then they went quiet for a minute before i feel something on my head, I put my hand up and could feel liquid starting to pour down my face. "What the fuck?" Did you just pour. Besides the whimpers and moans, Donald cannot reply. There is still that sausage, now thawing up his ass, and now this wet warm sensation covering his balls. How did Emma even think of that to add to their play right now?Together they do pull the sausages out of their asses, but Donald’s prick is still dipping in the brie. Emma pulls the pocket away and bends and begins to enjoy the taste of the cheese on his shaft and balls. As she is licking the buttery, earthy taste off him, Donald moves. I felt the head of my cock push between her lips. I kept thinking, ‘How am I going to get this big thing in that small hole?’ I rubbed my cock back and forth gently, getting it wetter and gaining a little depth each time. Kristen groaned and started panting. Then, all at once, it slid right in. There had been some resistance a little way in and then what felt like a snap. Suddenly, the resistance was gone. Kristen lurched back and squealed. I could feel a very strong pulsing from inside her. I got her to yank her wide skirt up between her legs and helped up to the saddle of my hefty mare. I mounted behind her, enjoying the feel of her body between my legs and clucked at the horse. She looked back at me and then walked on."Where are we going?" the girl asked, her full breasts bouncing on my forearms, her buttocks firmly against my groin."You have any kin, folks you can trust?"She shook her head."Then I don't know," I said. "I've got work to do." What sort of work?" Scouting," I told.