“Hey less of that – there’s kids round,” Simon mockingly admonished her. I got up to go to the toilet, over at the other side of the bar. I go... distracted by one of the locals for a few minutes on the way. He was asking whether I like eggs and chips because I was “English”.. Then I finally reached the toilet itself. When I opened the door, it was empty. I walked into one of the cubicles and undid my flies. I had just pulled my dick out from my trouser when I felt a hand reach round my front. I started to push backwards against the cocks of my two lovers. Then they took over. Finally I was being fucked hard. As one pushed into my pussy the cock in my arse slid outwards, then the two cocks reversed their actions and my arse was suddenly full again. I guess the guys were as horny as me as they fucked me as hard as they could. I remember shouting out “Oh Fuck!” over and over as they pounded into me. It wasn’t long before I was shouting “I‘m cumming…” into the room as both cocks pushed. “Bobby, honey, the problem is that I do want to do it again, and we shouldn’t. I’m not on any birth control honey, and it wouldn’t do for you to get me pregnant. What would people think?”“I don’t know. What did they think when you got pregnant with me?” he asked. Teenage rationalization is like that sometimes.“They knew that your father had knocked me up, silly.” His mother smiled at him.“So why wouldn’t they think Dad knocked you up again?” he asked.Cathy sat, dumbfounded. “You mean you want. Wow, this is an amazing ride. I’m not feeling so bad about working New Year’s Eve after all.’ He laughed. ‘Oh it’s an amazing ride. And it’s nice to be driven around for a change.’ Cyrus laughed as he looked out the window, quietly admiring the scenery as Shane drove out of the vineyard towards Napier. They chatted along the half hour drive, until Shane pulled up near the town center. ‘Ok. Here we are. I’ll meet you back here at 7:45.’ Shane said. Cyrus had already told him about the plans for.