The whole queue thing happened again now, with all the dirty old men wanting a rim job from the slut.She was up for anything, and this was confirmed w...en she exclaimed “Fuck my arse!”A guy got in position behind her, the old man had slid out from underneath, and was now in the queue to get rimmed.I got behind her, opened her buttocks and lapped at her brown bud with my wet tongue. Chris was now down at ‘the business end’ and watched (and videod) it all.The guy struggled to enter her arse as she. After a nod from his friend, William reciprocated. Perhaps it was nerves, anxiety or that they were too engrossed in what they were doing, but they didnt even notice PBear type Wow! I didnt think you boys would get all mushy like that. I like it! Now, both topless, the boys looked at each other again. William saw Johns resolve through his eyes. The younger boy was not going to back down and all because of their friendship. This seemed to strengthen Williams own resolve as he made the first move. Especially one as hot as yours. Throwing me the cheekiest of grins. He made me feel hot. The G I had on was not a simple waist band and string splitting my firm round cheeks in two. The pouch in front was black lace and fine elastic, I was feeling pretty hot before I left home this morning and unusually, I slipped my firm black rubber ring around my balls and cock, bunching them nicely under the lace. The thin , but strong elastic strap at the back was short and such that when you pulled the. She was blonde, her long, straight hair hanging down to her waist. Her accent dripped of Southern charm."And you are?" Barker, sir. It's my name and my job." She lifted the tent flap slightly. "Would you and the lady care to go in?"Sue glared at Harry. "Oh, pay the girl her money, and let's get this over with." She reached for the flap, but it seemed to be stuck on something.Harry pulled out his wallet and paid. The flaps slid open, and they went inside the tent.Somehow, there seemed to.