Oh, and don’t worry too much about my mum and dad asleep in the next room,” she said, “they are both fairly heavy sleepers as a rule.” Sarah t...ok my hand and we crept up the stairs trying not to make a sound. Sarah giggled a couple of times and my heart was pounding and I prayed that a loose floor board wouldn’t alert her parents. Christ, I was stiff, and the adrenalin rush was almost making me feel sick. We entered Sarah’s bedroom and she sat me down on the edge of her bed. She looked me in. “Happy Birthday Sis.” She straightens her right leg leaving the other high and pussy open. Patting the bed beside her I’m asked to join her. We kiss.Her hand leaves her breast as mine replaces it. After a long kiss Nichole feels my dick, “That’s hard enough but this,” she splays open her pussy, “need more playing with. Please lick me?” Eager to please I slip my head between her widely parted thighs.I’m kneeling to her side allowing my dick to swing in the air hoping that Nichole will play with. The guys took a nearby table so as not to interfere with the fun. No fewer than fifteen amourous Frenchmen approached. Some left flowers. Some bought wine or a treat. Most left phone numbers and tried to get a closer look. Some girls flirted tooIt was time to walk all that food and drink off. After a quick trip to the toilette, they hit the streets, arm in arm. The Spice Girls had nothing on them, except bad singing. Andy and Brad found it easier to stay behind, getting occasional rump shots,. " You have to let me meet them! I adore their skating!" Freya said excitedly."Sure. When they get back for Christmas, sure," Kate agreed.Chad came through with four tickets to the game. Freya eagerly went. Two other girls from their floor, Shelly and Alicia, decided to go along."I don't know why I'm going," Alicia said. "I'm not much for football." You're going because you're my friend, I love football," Shelly proclaimed. Shelly was a short-haired muscular lesbian."You liking football, that's.