" Yes," I admitted."How do I taste?" Amazing," I admitted."It's not the first time he tasted your pussy," Andy said.I looked around her so I could see...his face and glared at him."What do you mean?" Brie said and she slowly kept grinding on his cock."Tell her," Andy said to me."Please don't do this," I said to him."What does he mean?" she asked me."I really don't want to say."Brie leaned close to me, gently put her hand on the side of my face. "Please tell me. I want to know what he's talking. ”Neither of us hesitated, pulling the jeans off and tossing them aside. Her hands jerked us both slowly at the same time, almost rhythmically. She’d inhale on her cigarette, then blow it all over our cock. Sometimes she’d take the shaft deep as the smoke flowed around it, spiraling in the air. My cock pressed against the back of her throat before she moved over to my cousin and took his fat cock deep as well. I’d never imagined something like this could happen.“Now boys, I have done something. . Since the start. He used to go for holidays with the boys before we got married – away to watch England playing around Europe ... And I didn’t want to get in the way of that, because that’s who he was ... Every two years he goes the European thingy, and every other two years he goes to the world cup...”We cut to a close-up as she continues. “And when he goes away with them, I go away with the girls ... We’ve always said that what happens on holiday, stays on holiday ... But I always thought. "You boys better come in then," added Leanne as she stood aside allowing her friends to enter the house.As each of them stepped past her they gave her a kiss and a quick squeeze. Probably not the kind any neighbours watching might be expecting a grandfather type figure to give a young woman, but Leanne got a little tingle each time one of her old friends pressed up firmly against her. The tingle was even more intense when she thought about who might see her with them.First Burt stepped in. He.