Wendy was now chatting away with the two men and Katie looked me in the eye and said, "I'd love to feel your nice big cock between my breasts. How wou...d you like to tit fuck me, Steve? And then shoot your hot spunk all over my face and hair." Umm, yeah," I croaked. "That would be great."Katie was laughing but not unkindly as she said, "You know, Wendy and I intend to get you in a threesome when the time is right. Isn't that so, Wendy."Wendy looked up and said, "What's that?" You know, what we. My mind didn't have a moments peace as I contemplated what I should say to Mr. Kopolova and just how I should say it and of course what, exactly, did Maureen want. Even as I walked to Penkhull more of the day's events came to mind as I had to pass Lyn's home. I tried hard not to look into the house as once more my brain went through a what if scenario. I arrived at the "Dog" or "Greyhound" to give it its correct name, with plenty of time to spare. The pub, one of three in Penkhull, is one of. Pulling me tightly. Rubbing. Kissing my breast and caressing me. Rubbing me softly as I sank to her warmth. Fingers high twirling. Her warmth in me was enchanting as she began kissing my nipple. Suckling my breast slowly. As I was pinched on my nipple, stroking my nipple tugging gently. Moaning, hands between my nipple stroking me slow. Rubbing my vagina in a dark massage. Kissing my nipple and caressing me softly, as her hand slid up my dress warm snuggles lay on my nipple and vagina. I ,. “Fuck it, make that two, I need one as well?”“So, what’s happened?” Dana asked over her shoulder as she poured the two drinks.“She was being ‘pestered’ by some young yob just down the road. I happened to turn up just in time.”“Oh shit! Did you recognize him?”“Naaa, no idea. Black leather jacket and an unruly mop of blonde hair. He ran off.”“Lucky you were there. Whereabouts?”“Just up the road by the old factory.”“That’s practically on my doorstep,” said Dana as she handed the two brandies over,.