Amy, however, took me completely by surprise when she turned out to be quite the party girl.She and Morgan arrived a bit late. We were already about a... hour into the festivities and I was already a bit drunk. Not too drunk to notice that Amy seemed to add a new rush of energy to the fun when she hopped up on my kitchen counter and demanded everyone, male and female, do a body shot off of her. I smirked as I watched my guests use Amy's taught little body as a shot glass. After that, it didn't. Without skipping a beat, Ainsleigh told him that they were not done yet.“Now I’m going to fuck you,” Ainsleigh then informed him.A look of pleasure beamed on Dougal’s face as he focussed on Ainsleigh’s huge dick.“Yeah, fuck yeah, fuck me with that shlong of yours,” Dougal said in a horny growl.As Ainsleigh commenced pummelling the glorious bubble-butt before him, Dougal began to whimper like a little girl. The constriction of Dougal’s well-toned backside was heavenly. To further enhance his. I sighed hoping I might attract Helen’s attention but none was forthcoming so I followed them out of the apartment and set off up the road with Helen holding his hand and me trailing along behind.Our journey to Oistins was a revelation in itself. We were introduced to the ubiquitous ‘Boogie Buses’, 14 seat minibuses which career up and down set routes and for a flat fare carried passengers as far as the route would take them with the added provision of belting reggae music turned up to. My cock was still stiff. I was trying to ignore it. But her hand on my stomach made it jump.“You didn’t finish,” she said.I felt her nails in my pubic hair, trailing around with light scratches. Then I felt her hand grip the base of my cock, her fingers tightening around the shaft, pumping up, over the head, then back down.“Is this the way you do it?” she asked.“Yes,” I said, my head spinning.Her hand jerked me again, faster, up and down, over the head and back down. She turned and kissed my.