Someone heard the word “sir” and started to pull my leg. I introduced all of them, and she beautiful jelled in with the rest, we spoke, ate, drank... made fun of each other and Anitha loved my gang and had already become close to a few. I could see they had exchanged numbers to keep in touch. I enjoyed myself. We paid up and all headed back to the parking. The day still not over for us, and we all headed for a drive in the city it was 11:30 pm and the traffic had come down drastically. Anitha was. By the time they came up I already had bacon and eggs coming off the stove. Orange juice and fruit drinks were already on the table. Ching Lee and Vicky had a stack of clean sweats and socks for them to put on.While we were eating I asked the six, "What do you think, and how do you feel about the things that happened last night?" My pussy is sore and when I spread my legs it feels like it winks," Sly said. Glenda added, "Mine to."I laughed and said, "I never heard it described that way. It's. ”Keith next spun his body over the top of the girl so that his groin was pointing down into her face and his own face was hovering right over the top of all that lovely, red, thick pubic bush. Keith had been looking forward to the moment when his lips and tongue could part those pubes and go exploring into all those glorious folds of pink flesh underneath - and explore they did.As Keith’s face was descending down into that forest of pubic hair his soft dick was getting slowly sucked into the. There I was, adjusting the bike's seat and feeling sorry for myself, when I heard a rustling from the direction of the fireplace. The fire had gone out hours ago. When I went to investigate, I found sooty footprints leading to the kitchen. Did someone break in? I wielded the fireplace poker and followed the trail. As I peered round the corner I was shocked to see a guy in a Santa suit standing in my kitchen, pouring a glass of milk. I was so stunned I couldn't even answer when he asked me where.