Crummy old pool tables, sometimes a band, a 1 star dive, anyway when we went there she would wear a really tiny denim shirt and ether a short t-shirt ...r a tube top,We would play pool, an excuse for her to bend over and show her beautiful ass, I always made sure to lose so I could sit back and watch the flirting and come-ons by the guys, sometimes I'd walk out to the pier to give her time with her suitors without me staring, if she met a guy she liked she knew anything was ok by me, it was all. He felt like he was stepping into a tv drama, it was so perfectly laid out. A gorgeous old cottage, decorated in tasteful, heritage colours, with carefully chosen artwork on the walls. Everything had a handcrafted feel to it, and there was an amazing aroma drifting from the kitchen. He discerned that it was a combination of lemon, almond and cinnamon, mixed with the temptation of freshly made bread. This woman was some kind of 1950's angel.She ushered him into the large kitchen. The scent got. She’s ripe and ready for fucking.’I was on a lounge, my breasts and cunt bare, one man holding my hair, the other man’s hands on my knees. Their words rang in my ears.Is the slut wet?Such an erotic animal.She’s ripe and ready for fucking.The obscenity of his words made me jump and squirm, feeling desperately exposed with my legs held wide apart, my cunt exposed by my crotchless panties for anyone who wanted to look. His words were embarrassingly true. I could feel how wet my cunt was, hot and. ‘Shower time ‘ I made my way to the bathroom , getting out I remembered my clean clothes were in the bedroom , so towel wrapped around my waist, tiptoed back, quietly opening the door assuming both girls would be snoring away , was greeted by both sat up drinking my tea sheet down to their waists, four nipples looking at me. Sorry forgot my clothes were in here , I stood next to Sarah taking a sip of tea ,as I turned to go get my bag she grabbed the towel causing it to fall off , I new Sarah.