."The other man narrowed his lips and sniffed. "I don't know what youthink of this buggery lark, but I think it's unnatural." Bertie noddedwisely befo...e giving him a impish smile. "My dear old Dobbo, I don'trecall anyone mentioning anything about buggery. How on earth did youcome up with a thought like that?"The girlie-boys became a sestet team once more, advancing and recedingin line abreast, feet moving at a blur - rap, tack, tap - rack, tap,tack -a'racker d'tacker racker, rap, trap-tap -. Karen was sipping from a tall wine glass filled with white wine.He had placed the newspaper that he carried in on the coffee table. Karen glanced at the paper with a quizzical look. Doug said “There is an interesting article on page nine I want to show you, but please, let’s wait until after dinner.” Pointedly changing the subject, Doug said “Should I be concerned about eating something Jake has cooked?”Karen laughed with her adorable tinkling laugh, “Oh, no. Jake is a much better cook than I. He slouched down in the couch so he could go deeper into me, I just rocked back and fourth while making out with him. I really wanted to be fucked in a crowd, so I was determined to make him do it. I turn around and started bouncing on his dick. While exposing my tits and showing his dick in my tight pussy. He tried to stop me, but I was not having it. It was a smallish house, so soon everybody was around us, cheering us on. He quickly got into it and started helping me, thrusting his hips. Then he added: “You want to go somewhere else? I know a great little restaurant not far from here. It's by reservation only, but I know the owner. How much time do you have for lunch?” “One hour.” There was maybe forty-five minutes left, but I wasn't about to get technical. “Good. Want to join me?” Why not? I smiled and agreed to go. The restaurant wasn't along the main intersection, as I had expected. He walked very fast in long strides. His body was very lean and tall, even more so than.