“hey so if you want I think we can make this happen” I said. He laughs and says ok. She comes back and we all do a few more shots and before we kn...w it, its time to leave.He has had way to much to drink so we give him a ride home. In the car on the way home he sticks his hand up from the back seat and sticks his hand down her shirt, rubbing her size D tits. She giggles, I smile. I pass his exit (on purpose) “guess your coming home with us”We get home, put into the lot and both Rich and I have. She tried to press her feet to the side of my ears to regain control but it was too late, I was leaving a giant hickey on her leg just inches from that plump horny twat. She let out a high pitch grunt, then a slow moan, then gave up. I slid my arms around her hips and dug my fingernails into her skin. She sank down on to my face. I let go of her leg with my teeth and gave her oral. Something about a fit little fuck toy sitting on my face gets me off. She was still in control. Her hands pinned. I scooted closer to jim my gfs brother i scooted real close leaning over my breastwe hanging out he couldnt help but stare at them i rubbed his thigh and pulled my skirt up around my waiste so he could see my hairless pussy. he noticed and i noticed his bulge, i rubbed his croach feeling his hardon. so i put his hand on mybreast and the other bettwen my legs, i removed his cock from its hidding place and strocked it i spit on my had a few times to lube his cock i troked it up. There was excellent fishing down by the river and, during the season, some grouse shooting. Good fell-walking was also there for the energetic. Robert and Julie did a good trade with wealthy, middle-class clients. Several upper-class clients as well! The private club they had developed with great care and discretion over the years catered for the sexually liberated. They met during very special week-ends for couples seeking something rather more exciting than fishing and shooting – for those.