I remembered her holding my head in both hands as she pulled me in and her thighs trembled. Of course the little incident was quickly all around the g...rls she worked with and luckily one of them who I knew as Sarah, knew me well enough to tell me what was being giggled about. She told me that Sharon had intended originally that I’d fuck her in the stock room. Apparently Katie had become quite broody over the last few months. It was connected with the fact that both her sister and her cousin had. Still, I remembered meeting Paris. He was with Hector, so young and so beautiful with an arse; you wouldn't believe. I saw him as he looked at me, and he quivered. It made my cock so hard I wanted him. I thought it was just to piss off Hector. They said we were equally matched . He was as fine a warrior as me. As if, I couldn't have kicked his arse without breathing. Paris left the room I followed. He tried to escape me. I did not allow it. I caught him at his door. He turned, "Please don't!" . Stephen looked over at Sarah who nodded and he replied, "Sure, come on over." The other couple picked up their towels and came over, replacing them on the sand only a metre away this time. "It's nice to see another couple here," the guy said. "Jodie was so nervous coming here and we thought the only people we would see would be old fat guys looking for a perv. I'm Tom by the way and this is my wife, Jodie." Stephen took the hand that Tom was offering. "I'm Stephen and this is Sarah. Nice to. .. why am I enjoying this so much?Partly it was the thrill of engaging in an act still frowned upon by polite society. Sodomy; buggery; even the names were vulgar. But mostly, it was because the nerves in her anal passage were so sensitive, she could feel every inch as Marcel’s cock burrowed deeper and deeper until finally, with a grunt of triumph, Jodie felt his balls slap against her bare ass.She groaned; instinctively squeezing her arse, rewarded by a growl from the Belgian as he struggled.