Laura fucked back some, but Rachel was fucking her hard. I could see that Rachel had completely packed all of what was left of the dildo into Laura, l...aving nothing to see between them, both girls were packed full. Terry leaned in, licked there asses and Rachel kept grinding back on the dildo. Wanting more, Rachel pulled away, leaving a wet creamy dildo in Laura, she moved over, had Terry lay down as she straddled his cock. I loved seeing her fuck him, guiding his cock into her. In the dim. His Dad had taught him the trade, it was all he knew, and having a club foot it was all he could do for work. Dad drank himself into his box, he had gambled, he had squandered his money, and finally to every-ones relief, fallen (staggered) into the river on his way home one night with his pockets weighed down with full beer bottles! A non-swimmer it was soon over, his funeral adding another couple of thousand to their problems. That had been six months ago, to cut down on outgoings, they had. He wants my wife to make him come and in her slightly inebriated post-orgasmic state, I know she would be more than willing to oblige. He stands and helps her to do the same. I return to my seat. She leans on him, unsteady on her feet. He leads her to the restrooms.While I am drinking, watching the pretty, young babes on the dance floor, rubbing my hard on; my wife’s ‘dance partner’ is not wasting time. He leads her into one of the men’s room stall. He does not even have to ask for a blow. We'll stay here and let this nonsense pass by. I'll go up to my study. You continue trying to organise that charter flight to the Med." It's difficult, sir, what with the airport staff strike and the protests against aeroplane fuel subsidies," said Irons. "I mightn't be able to arrange anything for a couple of days." I don't bloody care what it takes, Irons. What do I pay you for anyway? Just fucking do it."Irons scurried off to carry out his duty and left his boss alone in his study. Eden.