30 at the station coffee barbefore he and I caught the train up to London."My, you look smart," said Aubrey as she walked up to greet me."And you look...gorgeous as always," I replied. She really did. She haslovely long flowing brown hair that frames her face and was wearing ayellow and green checked skirt and green top.We walked around the shops, just window shopping and chatting, Withmom's dressmaking I guess I'm fairly knowledgeable on clothes, so Ienjoyed chatting with Aubrey on what she. Glancing at my watch above Fionas bobbing head it read 10:37pm. About three minutes later I spotted headlights bumping down the lane. Here we go Fiona, you best get your hand of my balls and between your legs making that fucking pussy of yours nice and wet. Our farmer friend is going to want a nice wet cunt to put his cock in She immediately put her free right hand between her thighs, I heard her panty elastic snap back as she let it go on the opposite side it her pussy lip. She began moaning. ”Sam Hall led the way down the wide curved stairway and to a room off of the sunken living room.“Gentlemen,” Sam announced entering the large room. “May I present Sally? Sally this is Shorty.” He pointed at a light colored black man standing at a bar. All the men had been watching the giant TV. Sally got a glimpse of a couple on a big bed. She couldn’t see too well, but she knew it was Big Tom and her.“Well, Sam didn’t lie,” Shorty said coming over to her. “You damn sure are something. I hear. It doesn't take her long to really grip my hair and press back against me, especially when my tongue dips inside her delicious pussy. Her eyes meet mine as she's fucking my face, grinding herself furiously against my hard, waiting tongue, my wet lips and even my chin. She's panting, gasping and I can feel her tensing. She's close. She looks at me with wide, pleading eyes. How can I refuse her? I nod, mumbling into the depths of her sex. It's all she needs. Hazel howls, furiously fucking herself.