On arrival I was pleasantly surprised to find that both Pete and Marg were really nice good looking people in their late forties. After exchanging ple...santries and a few jars we loosened up and decided, after getting the nod from my husband to go for it. Marg and I went to the city shopping, leaving the men to have a few more drinks then meet us back at margarate’s house. Whilst out we called into a fantastic sex shop which sold all kinds of kinky things, with my nipples aching and my juices. It would have been bearable if she had Ginny to fall back on but Ginny had been avoiding her. She wasn't sure why but knew that somehow, someway it was the boys fault. So she had set herself to tracking her young friend and erstwhile lover down.She hadn't seen Ginny in the Gryffindor girl's showers but knew from the few times she had glimpsed her that she was as neat and clean as ever, so where was she washing up? It had to be somewhere other people didn't go or she'd have heard about it.Aha.. “We’re resting,” Brian said.Bill started to unzip the tent. I got nervous, knowing I was nude under the sleeping bag. He was going to guess what we were doing.Bill stuck his head into the tent. “Come on, guys – it’s sweet out here. Quit fooling around.”I avoided his eyes in hopes he wouldn’t guess what I had done. Under the sleeping bag, my penis was still erect and I felt a wet spot under my ass where Brian’s jizz had leaked out of my ass and soaked my sleeping pad.“Nah, we’re having fun in. ' was the conspiratorial answer.
When the apartment complex was built, a service balcony had been built at the back of the apartments at each landing level which joined to a staircase at the end of the block. It was there so people didn't have to take rubbish through their apartments and the communal bins were located near the bottom of the stairs. It was also a short cut to the residents car park at the rear of the building, and each of the apartments had a door from their kitchen area that.