First he encircled my sphincter with his finger tip, then he slowly started putting pressure on my butt hole and backing off. He must have repeated t...at move for five minutes, because I was bucking, my body begging for more. Then, he penetrated me up to his first knuckle. It hurt and felt terrific at the same time. I wanted more and started pushing down on his finger to the second knuckle, and finally to the third.I was going insane, because not only had I lost the virginity of my butt hole. The following week Marion called in and I gave her the memory stick and asked her to tell her husband that I had deleted a file, and that I was sure it could be recovered but didn’t know how to do it.It was another couple of weeks before we met up again and Ian gave me back the memory stick telling me he had fixed the problem with the family history program. There was no indication from Ian or Marion that they knew that there had been very explicit pictures on the memory stick. When we got home. I noticed Syndy and Tam had gone to the pool and wished we had joined them. Wren reached out and let her top fall to the floor as she wiggled on my cock. Wren soon moved from my lap joining the other girls in the pool. I grabbed another towel from a pile on a nearby table and was able to cover my cock with the towel as she left me sitting there.Wren still had her bottoms on and I noticed there were three new women just entering the pool with just bottoms on also. Damn, I started thinking about. We went downstairs in our costumes and spent a fun evening thinking about the party.Sally Anne explained that she had borrowed the cassock off an old college friend of hers who was a vicar. She had decided to wear sexy lingerie below the cassock to spice up her evening as the cassock was rather boring as a costume and said she could never look at a vicar again without wondering if he had on panties below.The evening ended up with wonderful sex on the floor. Sally Anne had hitched up her cassock.