I hear around me the sounds of a good fuck happening. The woman who whispered to me is getting her first load of cum I guess. The hung cock pulls from...my face and is replaced by a limp one . I take that also and suck it to a raging hard on. This becomes a ritual. I continue to hear in the background the fucking sounds and I know that the other woman is getting fucked good. My pussy starts to twitch thinking about how well she is getting fucked. Wishing it were me getting fucked. I still have. I-I likes all of you and I w-wouldn't mind... umm, spending time withany of you." Thank you, Jane," Red said. "I figure you know that I -- we all of us-- feel the same about you." This is all well and good," Davy said impatiently, "but we're all ontenderhooks, Jane. Who'd you pick?" You, Davy." Jane looked down at the table, suddenly feeling a littleembarrassed. "I ain't going up there on no Sunday school picnic. I'mgoing back up t'work my claims. I'll need somebody there with me whoknows what. "They talked about the wedding in vague terms."Apart from the girls, the Witherspoons, the Edwards and the Grants there's no one really for me to invite," Polly said wistfully."I don't know. What about Mrs Yates, Mrs Olney and Mr Wainwright?"Polly nodded."There's also that nice Hardacre couple."Polly giggled.Polly left after supper. "Come round to me tomorrow," she said. "Give Becca and Uncle Steven a break."Garry rang the estate agents as planned and they all responded by return of post. They. Thanks for phoning Rachel." Thank you for the phone Andy!" My pleasure. See you Saturday."The following Saturday I wasn't able to stop as there was a traffic warden floating about so I circled the block until I found them waiting. We whisked off before the traffic warden could stop me. At the flat I ushered them in and closed the door before my nosy neighbours got a good look. Rachel walks about and she obviously likes what she sees. It is a warm day and a bit overcast making it very humid..