"You have got a great arse too but...," Yvonne did not finish her sentence but the two women looked into each others eyes."Go and get your hairbrush V...nnie," said Sheila seductively.Yvonne went and got her hairbrush and her insides were turning with a mixture of dread and desire.The two women moved from the kitchen where they had been, to the living room. Sheila took a kitchen chair with her."Sheila, I am really not sure about this," said Yvonne. "We both fancy having a sore arse, if you do not. Both black men pushed hard and held me tight as I felt their cocks pulse and throb as they pumped their cum deep into my body. My legs convulsed as my pussy and ass muscles began milking their cocks, wanting more cum, milking their balls dry.Our sweaty bodies laid still as we were connected together. I was happily sandwiched between two men that just pumped their fluids I craved into me. I was in a state of sexual bliss as my breathing slowed to normal and my eyes focused on my friend as she. Roseanna joined us as I dried myself off, her and Ellie were old friends and they drifted off chatting, “the house is fantastic” Maria said, I think she was expecting me to comment but I kept quiet so as not give anything away, she went to put on her swimming costume.I laid on the sunbed and donned my sunglasses, the chairs were laid out as they had been when I was there last, with another bed facing me alongside, a figure crossed my sight line and sat down on the other bed, “how are you” said. The man she had been flirting with for most of the night had hung aroundwhen the crowd had scattered, and was making an effort to lookinconspicuous, pecking at his phone like a bird at the kerbside. He was aperfect specimen, dark skinned under a tight sweater and black jeans,soft curly hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He'd said he was fromTunisia, and he smelled of exotic body lotions. Yummy.If he still fancied Jen in the state she was in though it would be aminor miracle.He kept stealing.