We walked along the road for couple of minutes then round a corner and saw the village. Four naked young women walking into a village would normally ...ause a bit of interest but this was a Mediterranean village in the middle of the day so the place was dead. That is until we turned a corner and saw a little bar that was open. Unsurprisingly, Aryn wanted to stop for a drink and so did Wren.“It’s one thing being naked on a beach with lots of naked people, but this was in the middle of a village,. After awhile she spasmed and thrashed and began to buck, “yyyeeeesssss!”I was using firm thrusts and she was clinging to me. I kept kissing her and started to fuck her hard. A few minutes and I shoved into her and held her under me. She gasped as her pussy gripped my cock, “YES!”I gushed and spewed sperm and her pussy constantly squeezed to milk it all into her. When I was done I gave her a kiss as she sagged to the bed. I pulled out and rolled her over and straddled her legs and pushed back. Ms Jones planned one last day for her class to remember - a trip to the slightly obscure Mothers Milk farm. It had no web-site and no need for any advertising, but was very well known by the local maternity units and a large number of satisfied private clients.“Do we need to bring anything?” asked Molly, thinking Wellington boots for the mud.“Just an open mind,” replied Ms Jones, “it will all become clear when we arrive.''Ms Jones collected the expectant group of students from the gates in the. Clive felt calmer for it, realising she was not on his side but at least making him feel a bit better. The tempo of things heated up, Darren was loving this. As soon as he had got sat down his ears were pierced, shortly after being fitted with two huge hoops. He had winced when they had done it to him, and Darren had made some wry comment about 'not being such a girl'. Next Veronica had meticulously reduced his eyebrows to nothing (his face seemed to have developed an unnaturally feminine glow.