I was buzzin’ from a really good night out and the sight of these lads in their trackies and hooded tops had me springin’ a rock-hard boner in an ...nstant! ‘ ‘Ere,mate you gotta spare fag on ya?’ This from a totally hot k** about 17/18 years old,a right cocky looking fucker! I looked over at him and shook me head,’Nah,pal,aint got enough ta go passing’ ’em around,ok?’ The k** sneered at me and winked at his mates,’Listen,ya tosser,I aint askin’ I’m fuckin’ tellin’ ya,gimme a fuckin’ fag or I’ll. We were swimming when Kerry returned, quickly stripping of and diving in the cool water, she told us all was good, and in a few weeks time, she wouldn't need the other morning after pills any more, we kissed her as my cock slipped in her wet pussy, saying good now you are going to really see what we get up too.Just about every evening Kerry was at our place getting fucked, her butt now able to open up quicker with bigger vibes, Wednesday night when Lyn met her regular lover, Kerry came over, I. "Billy" he shouted "put the lights on" and he tugged her along..."come on you lot" Bernie called to me, Ian and Neville, "you can come too, and Billy go thru and sort out some Bales!" Then he disappeared thru a door on the left, dragging Jackie behind him.As I walked thru the door, I was amazed to find that the block next to the house was a stable, with four well equipped stalls and a corridor running in-front to a set of closed double doors. The 1st stall was empty, but Bernie and Jackie were. Vicar: Now Mrs Jones can we sit down.The Vicar and Mrs Jones sit down on the sofa. Mrs Jones crosses her legs.Vicar: Firstly, many happy returns my dear.Mrs Jones: Why thank you Vicar. Yes, I’m 65 today…..and don’t feel a day over 21….Vicar: And you certainly don’t look a day over 21 my dear.Mrs Jones: Oh thank you Vicar. You are lovely.Mrs Jones kisses the Vicar lightly on the check.Vicar: Now Mrs Jones, I’ve been meaning to ask you are you interested in being involved in our Parish ladies.