The new secretary I had--notice had--programmed my phone incorrectly. All week messages have gone to the wrong people. My number is 555-1212. Give me ... call. I would like to apologize personally instead of just in a message. Hope to hear from you soon."My machine was programmed for people to leave a message with the standard voice that came with it, not my own. Therefore, this Nate had no idea who heard about his tickets this week. A plan began to form in my mind, a way to get some information. Yeah, so good I encouraged her. I remembered that she said she wasnt on the pill and I had just blown my cream inside her. It was getting me hard again inside her. I want you, and just you, I said as I began sliding myself slowly deeply into her. She liked it like this last time. I slipped deep inside her tight wanting pussy. I maintained the pace, pulling almost all the way out then slowly sliding my stiff long rod back in as far as it would go. Mhmm, yeah. She whispered. I came insider her. “You’ve had your fun, take us back now!”“No chance love,” said Kev. “We came here for a party and we’re not leaving til we’ve had one. Besides, we’ve not said we’re taking you back yet. You’ve not convinced us.”Half an hour later the six of us were sitting around a grill, the scent of cooking meat and smoke mingling with the holiday smells of seaweed, salt and sun cream. Beer was being drunk, the girls were still topless and so we were letting them in on the booze as well.“So,” said Daz. “You. When he reached the sofa, I made him present his arse to me. He was still short of breath from having his throat used so much. His big fat ass looked so sexy in the stretched bodystocking, being crotch-less I could see his limp useless weeny hanging down and his swollen rosebud that would be giving his “Dad” so much pleasure later in the day. I slapped him on his ass as hard as I could, my “son” gave out a little yelp, which just encouraged me. I took turns in slapping his fat ass cheeks with.