I suppose I felt quite paternal towards her. She had, strangely, never been out of Scotland before she came to work for us and from conversation over ...he months I had gathered that her upbringing was not only relatively sheltered but also, in many ways, remarkably deprived.Falling catches and increasingly strict European quotas had put the local fishing industry into terminal decline, and for boat owners like Fran's father the times were desperately hard, but these troubles scarcely registered. June, in her gym clothes and a mask, joined in from time to time, armed with a strap-on. There was no audience, even though I would have welcomed one; the other boys were too shy. My promiscuity knew no bounds that night. The boys had delicious cocks, each of which I begged to fuck me. We fucked in groups, sometimes supervised by June. We formed a daisy-chain, with me in the front accommodating the cock of one boy, who accommodated the next one, and so on, until June filled the final hole. Why. While I was sucking her tits, Komal placed her hands on my boxers. I told her to go ahead and remove it. With a cute and cunning smile she pulled down my boxers. She was amazed by the size of it and started stroking it with her hands. Just when it was I removed her lowers. She wasn’t wearing any panty and she had a pubic bush. Just the way I liked. I told her to bend down and show her ass out (doggy style) and started licking her vagina. After I while I started fingering her and got her wet. Darkness was preferred – light meant flashlights, and that meant that the very people they were running from were catching up to them. They knew not where they were running to, just who and what they were running from.After too long a time spent making their lungs bleed and legs beg for death, the pair saw no flashlight and heard no voice. Without a word needed, they slowed their pace, and eventually came to a stop, praising their lucky stars they were around each other.They wanted absolute.