"Oh it's nice, it's so nice." Encouraged, I slowly eased the cock in further, feeling her arse give as the slippery shaft travelled deep up her. Sophi... was gently bobbing up and down as she ground her snatch on Lena's mouth. I followed her movements, maintaining a steady rhythm of thrusts up her arse. I watched Sophie's full boobs gently swaying as she moved, and I noticed that Lena, unable to keep her hands off her fanny for long, had slipped her hand inside her knickers and was furiously. It was louder than I had expected. ‘Really, you think I’m going to murder you?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. I thought you were going to take me somewhere romantic or fun, but we end up in your backyard, so I don’t know what to think.’ ‘And you think my backyard is not romantic or fun? O ye of little faith.’ I pull her towards out old tree house that never actually made it into the tree. My mom had bought it for us, and both of our parents were going to get together to get it up the tree, but that. I grab the top of her dress were her cleavage was already spilling over and grab a titty out. I began sucking like a starving c***d. I figured it was now or never and she didn't stop me. I slowly climbed out of my laced dress and stood on my porch in just a bra and six inch stilettos. Her eyes slowly traced my body. They stopped at my plump full lips smeared with Mac red hot lip stick. Continued down to 42Js where she reached out her hands and flicked my quarter sized nipples. She then traced. Not bad, Chuck!” We quickly got ourselves comfortable before the fireplace. At first our conversations were light and easy, mostly about Tennis and little gossips about the other arrogant brutes at the club but as the night went and the tempo of the alcohol buzz in our heads increased, our conversations grew heavy with dirty insinuations. “Hey Chuck, tell me. How do you think I play?” “Hmm, I can’t decide between dirty and naughty.” “Oh jeebus, surely you know I am talking about Tennis” .