About 1hour later i got a txt from Dawn asking what time i woud be home i said was thinking about comeing now as it was not nice up here she sent one...back telling me dont come home for about another 2 hours as she was busy teaseing John i sent back and said ok when i did get home they were sat in the kitchen talking Dawn had on a full track suit but a big smile on her face i said nothing about an hour later John’s parents came home and he left but not before Dawn told him to call round. “How’s it feel, baby?”“Oh Jim, it feels tight, but it feels kind of good too. I want to do this for you. I love you so much. I love both of you so much. Oh baby, he is fucking my ass with his finger. Oh damn, it feels good. I can’t believe I am doing this. I am such a bad girl, letting you two play with my bottom like this.”Jim’s penis looked harder and larger than I can ever remember seeing it. “Baby, do you like knowing he’s fucking my ass with his finger?”“Oh yes, I like it a lot.”I started. She seemed almost like a teenager (which I knew she wasn't) with her tank-tops, short skirts and shorter shorts. Since I was a rare regular at the place, she was happy to see a familiar face whenever I came to sleep. The occurrences in the field began to cool off, so I spent most nights at the motel. And she would often invite me to drink a lemonade or fresh orange juice on the balcony with her. As events progressed and things got more and more quite, I was given a long vacation. It was quite. “Debbie wouldn’t be caught dead in a place like this. Oh well, looks like I just might have some fun tonight after all.”Carlos couldn’t help licking his lips as he watched the threesome enter the club. As they approached him he was taken aback by the beautiful brunette attached to Brett’s arm. Stephanie’s long brown hair was let down and looking great. The tight shirt she was wearing contoured the delectable form of her 35C chest like a second skin, and Carlos thought the short skirt she was.