”“What?”“I’ll ... tell you later. You look like you need to rest.”“Tom...”I stood up. “I’m still processing it. We’ll talk later... okay?” I kissed her forehead and went back out to join Demie.On the way back to town we parked in a campground. Kate was stuck in her lab in her current state, so it was just Demie and me, sitting on a log next to each other.Demie started a fire in the campsite pit and stepped forward with the two pieces of the Eroji disc in hand. “Bye, brother,” she said, and tossed. Mene bhi us k jism pe hath phera, us ki gand dabai aur mammay pakar k masalne laga… 10 min tak mu chatne k bad us ki gardan pe thuk k chatne laga aur wo meri pant khol k underwear me se lund pakre hue thi… Mene kaha kan may… Behanchod chus is ko… Us ne sexy smile di aur hath se muth marti rahi… Me us ki gardan chattey hue neche aya to us ki qameez thi, us k khule button me se mammon k bech chata, uff behan ki lori k mammay mast thay, doodhwali hai saali meri biwi… Phr qameez khench k phar di. My hands fell onto her melons and held on for dear life as I pounded away, fucking the greatest pair of tits the world had ever seen. The head of my cock speared out the top of Tami’s cleavage and she craned her neck so that with each thrust my tip bumped up against her tongue… Wow. Now THERE was a mental image I’d never forget. Claire seductively cuddled up to Sonya, and asked “What happens next? I forgot.” “I throw you down onto the bed beside them,” Sonya answered huskily. She playfully. He’d always been a big fan of William Golding’s novel, Lord of the Flies, and had often argued that if only they’d had chaps like them on that island, things would have worked out a lot smoother.“We need a pig.”Everyone looked confused or aghast. “Not again,” someone moaned. “You know the trouble the Prime Minister got into when that book was published.”But Teddy just laughed. “No, not like that, we need a fuck pig.”-----The night of the dinner, the pub was closed for a private function. A.