Lifting up his t-shirt and removing it off him, Cathy and Chet lay side by side and caressed one another in silence. He praised her beautiful breasts...by smiling at them, petting them, and then kissing them as well. Then he kissed Cathy on her lips and hugged her tightly. Whispering to Cathy, how much he really loved her. It was their romantic moment together. He loved her for all she had done for him and she knew that. He just had to tell her this. All the while, both of them knew he had to. " Oh. That image."I know what you've been thinking, if not the exact words. You've convinced yourself you have a year, and I'll be eighteen before Pat or Julie rises to mate."Saved! She had made my argument for me."What you've forgotten is that Pat and Julie are not queens." I could feel laughter and mischief and no small amount of lust, even with my eyes tightly shut. "Greens rise earlier and more often." With that smug pronouncement, I missed the last exit ramp, and the highway to hell became. We need some proper entertainment. I think Claire should do a striptease for us”. Paul laughed and said, “I don’t think so guys. But, I have another thing we can play”. There was silence but excited anticipation; he’d already turned off the TV and continued, “I’ll sort out the music. The four of you can play pass the parcel”. A unified cry of, “What the hell are you on about!”, followed by Steve asking, “Pass the parcel. Pass the parcel with what. We have nothing to open”. With a chuckle, Paul. I slowly tease the zipper down. You growl as I am taking too long, finish unzipping yourself and lowering your jeans to your ankles. Your hard cock springs into view as you force me to turn around. My hands press against the wall to support myself as you grab my hips and I feel you thrust quickly and deeply into my pussy. Your hand comes up to pull on my hair, your mouth biting gently on my neck before slipping to my ear to growl, "You like that, don't you baby? You like to be fucked like a.