I headed back home, to prepare for the evening’s gig. We were playing at Millers Manly Vale, always an enjoyable venue. Tonight, and tomorrow night ...ould be our final gigs before the recording sessions started.Getting it down on TapeMid - Late November, 1983On Sunday, before Lisa and I left for the sailing club, we stripped all the beds in the guest quarters, opened the windows and put the mattresses out to air. When we returned (after another race with Lisa steering us to a start-to finish. With my hands holding his hips, I rode him and loved my fucking of this man who called me his love. His tight backside, squeezing my length as I stroked it in and out of him, pushing first hard in and then using a soft forward pressure. I even twisted my body from side to side so that he could feel that I was almost in a screwing movement. Well I was screwing him really, wasn’t I. Like him, I reached my peak too quickly and began really ramming myself into him, pulling his hips back towards my. I took off my jacket and gave it to her. Wearing it she managed to cover more than the skirt ever did. The bus was it's usual packed self. My seat was still free because I left a few cans in a bag on it, people recognised this as 'seat taken' so I often bought a couple extra cans just to do it. I sat down and had expected claire to go back with her mates but she sat beside me still wrapped in my jacket looking a little worse for wear. "you don't have to sit here, I'll get my jacket later" I. I turned on my side facing her and said, "You are such a naughty girl." She said, "I couldn't resist, you have such nice titties."I reached out and touched her boobs. We were laying there massaging each others tits. Sarah's hand started moving down my stomach. I spread my legs open giving her permission. Her fingers made there way down to my pussy. I let out a gasp as my breathing was getting heavier. She slowly moved her fingers under my bikini bottom. Her face was inches away from mine. I.