Andy ripped off my thong to pieces and then he entered his big cock into my wet pussy from behind as he grabbed onto my hips.Then he started thrusting...hard back and forth, in and out of me. He made me moan from pleasure as his big cock hit deep up in my stretched cunt and I soon reached another climax as my pussy tightened around his cock.He thrust harder as I experienced another wild orgasm…As I finished screaming and moaning, Andy pulled out and turned me around to lay on my back on the edge. His cock slowly stiffened and pushed gently into the crack of Sally’s bum. He wondered what it would feel like if he got his cock into her arsehole. Would it be shitty ? Slippery ? or just tight?His thoughts moved to Sallys cunt. He had watched her cum and pee and crap. His penis pushed a little more and in her sleep Sally moaned a little. Behind him he could still feel Julies crisp cunt hair rubbing his own bottom. He pushed a little more and Sally unconsciously moved her arse out. "She lies face down next to me on the bed, propped up on her elbows and looking at me expectantly. I rest my hand on the small of her back on her thin white t-shirt, drawing my fingers gently up and down her back until she relaxes, then up and down her butt and the backs of her legs until she's accustomed to touch and starting to tingle and thrill, goosebumps on her pale skin. She rolls over on her back and I run my hands up and down her little tummy and the tops of her thighs, around the legs. Nor am I a fashionable dresser. In the warm months, I wear a t-shirt, as often as not a tatty one, and often-faded swim-type shorts. You know the kind I mean, they look like swim shorts but aren't lined. In the winter I wear a similar t-shirt, sweat pants or athletic pants in equally tatty condition, and one of a number of old and rarely washed jackets and sweatshirts. I shower a scant few times a week and often smell.I am not gonna try and rationalize this. The main reason I do it is I am not,.