But I felt Ronnie’s big weight on me. She crashed into my side pinning me on my back, and before I knew it, she had pushed herself ponderously onto...me, facing my legs, with her huge ass in my face.And what an ass it was. It was huge and dimpled and sagged just a little, but the effect made it appear as though she had more junk down there. She inched backward onto me, and she took care to position her big calves onto my arms, pinning them. She remained leaning forward, though, keeping her. The silence was deafening.Mike went over to the window and saw that the snow had drifted right upto the sill. He would not be leaving the cottage today. Fuck! Whatwas he to do now?He decided that he would keep up the ruse of being Michele. Stevehadn't figured out that he was a transvestite and, more importantly,that Michele was really his nephew; and Mike wanted that secret to notbe revealed at all costs. He wasn't stupid; he knew Steve wouldprobably keep demanding sex from him but if he. I still had half a dozen unused condoms as I Didn,t think she wanted any more k**s for a while, but was rather surprised when later that night when in our hotel room in Hawick she surprised me “It took so long to conceive Rick surely I won,t get pregnant for some while yet and I love to feel all your Baby Gravy shooting deep in my pussy! It feels Wonderful!” So gratefully we dispensed with Durex and I rode her bareback so to speak, my very heavy load of semen filling her to overflowing, so much. By the time I got back to the table Heather was off dancing with a coloured man. I watched them and noticed him running his hand down her back and arse through her mini skirt. She seemed to be enjoying it and was pushing her cunt area against him. When the dance ended they came back to the table and I was introduced. His name was John and he looked a bit concerned but I made light of it and we chatted for a while.We ended up with him and his three friends, Butch, Foster and Dave, sitting at our.