"Wow, you really want to get pregnant, don't you?" I teased Candy as I plundered her body, her soft, slick pussy engulfing my cock."Yes, I do ... don'... forget, I'm Mistress for the rest of the night. Call me Mistress or 'ma'am', whichever you prefer. Don't worry ... I look forward to submitting to you from time to time, too," Candy assured me before her excitement took over and she began moaning from the delights of my dick burying inside her.What followed was several more minutes of crazy. As we parted I looked at her and I smiled as she looked down picked up her back pack and looked at my bike just shrugged her shoulders and slung the back pack over her shoulder. I pulled the p-pad seat out with the golf balls already in place. I smiled to myself as I attached the seat and I threw my leg over the bike stood it up and hit the start button. She stepped over my bike and settled down on to the seat. she wrapped her legs around me leaned forward and wrapped her arms around me. Jo said ok where are the drinks and I’ll go get them. As she left the men started chatting about how she had felt my pussy, and John said she was a dirty cow at uni that’s why when she turned up I had to bring her, it was as if I wasn’t there then Dave says ok who gets to have first taste and I thought oh my god I bet he means my pussy, there was a silence and I haven’t got a clue what they were doing then there was a tongue on my pussy it felt so good I lifted my hips with excitement not. We would talk about handsome boys and rubbed our hairy pussy against each other.Me: Stop pulling my leggings, Daisy. Your husband might come inside.We were quite drunk and although I wanted to scissor Daisy, I didn’t feel comfortable doing it at her place.Daisy: Don’t worry, Simmy. Donald is busy boasting about his new car with his friends. He’s not going to come home before dinner time.Saying that she pulled my legging and made me lay down on the bed.Daisy: I missed this pussy so much and now.