Size eight and slim but not narrow and I am used to them being the object of affection as Scott likes them a lot. So I thought, “let’s see if that...��s really what he’s looking at.” I moved across to the other side of the kitchen to near where Brad was seated, sat on a chair and picked my foot up to look at the sole, saying, “I think I stood on something... oh well, may be not.” Brad’s eyes almost jumped out of his head as he got a full view of my sole and I could feel my nipples start to harden. I amspeechless, my painted lips part and I start to stammer out somethingabout paying for gas. The big guy steps closer and grabs my ass pulling meto him. As I open my mouth to say something we are suddenly in a lip lockand his tongue is in my mouth. I am shocked, unable to react momentarily.I taste his tongue, feel it probing in my mouth. I put my hands up to pushaway and I feel the other guy getting closer. I'm helpless, I am helpless in a way I have never felt before. Not physically. He ground down with each thrust of his hips, grabbing my tits and twisting my nipples while hubby watched. I felt like I was going to shoot orgasms out from every part of my body as he used me over and over. If this was English fucking, I thought, hubby and I are going to have to spend some time abroad! As Michael continued to use me as his amusement ride Jason couldn’t wait any longer and forced his thick cock into my mouth. I’m earning my slut rep tonight, I thought! One cock behind me and. The secret to climbing is all mental. Sure, the body weight to power ratio plays an important part, but none of you have a body weight problem. It’s going to be all in your heads. Now, tonight I brought a different bike, anybody notice?”I had brought my team climbing bike, and it was jet black carbon fiber, and it just screamed sexy! They gathered around it and I had them all lift it up. It was a Trek Madone 5.2, state of the art, about three years ago. Hell, I had pairs of shoes that weighed.