Jenkins asked what I was doing downstairs, and I just told him I was looked around the entire house, admiring the new additions (They actually rearran...ed everything and added a new floor to the house a few months ago). He shrugged it off and asked if Owen was any trouble. I replied a simple no. I don’t think Mr. Jenkins noticed the small bulge in my jeans but I think Mrs. Jenkins did. Mrs. Jenkins turned to Mr. Jenkins and said that she would take me home and pay me. I smiled and waiting for. " You nearly killed us!" retorted Fran, her spirit starting to return. "James, darling," she told me indignantly, "on the motorway she went on the hard shoulder and simply flew past a cement lorry on the inside —" He was going too slow," explained Gabby."— and then swerved right across all three lanes. I thought we were dead." James, lover, she's exaggerating," said Gabby."No she isn't," cut in Connie, who had now emerged from the back seat to join us. Normally irrepressible, she too was. Even with no dick in proximity, Jaylee had never felt more sexually alive.And then they took her to the table.May was the instigator, tongue withdrawing from Jaylee’s butt to spit the command: ‘Let’s lay her down.’Cherry, playing spectator, cleared space on the paper tablecloth so Jaylee’s messy form could be deposited. Blondie and Tat continued in tandem, lapping trails over her candy-strewn stomach, flicking tongues on her nipples. May descended lower–parting her thighs, licking away. "And why would that be?" I asked "Well us girls were trying to work out who you would fuck first." She said whilst unbuttoning he blouse showing off her lean body and great rack. As her hand made her way up my thigh she asked if she was in pole position to do that. With her hand stroking my hard cock through my jeans I struggled to answer which she took as an invite to unzip me and start teasing me with her mouth. Watching her tongue slowly tease my shaft and lick the tip of my cock only helped.