One of the girls was sitting on either side of us. The conversation was mostly about how the guys were being sleaze bags, and all they wanted to do wa... fuck. We told the girls we were just out for a night. We don't get out very often so we thought we would check this place out.Chatting and drinking over the next half hour we covered all kinds of world problems and events. I felt a hand sitting on my leg. I knew it wasn't Lynn's cos I was holding her hand. The hand, under the table was creeping. When I found out Rose wanted it in the garage I understood all they had to do was hold together and be strong enough to keep the chickens inside.Even though putting it together wasn't too complicated it still took time since it was so big. The damned thing was forty by a hundred feet, and of course there were plenty of water troughs and plumbing for them. Still, I liked eggs a lot and this would provide a permanent supply. I wondered if we could mix in some guineas later.Rose and in fact all. Robert and Susan asked me to show them the results so I handed over two albums full of the pictures I had taken, and everyone gathered around to view them,I had not even shown them to Jane so was very nervous of how they would be received.The whole group were looking through the albums in silence for the first few pages and then Sue looked at me and said, "Ron these are great, I look fabulous in them and Bob's dick looks really good as I sucked it". The others agreed and the pages kept turning. Pre-cum dripped from his tip and I licked and sucked. He tasted wonderful. I opened my mouth wide and began to feed his throbbing meat into my mouth. I heard Michel moan and I sucked harder, sliding my lips further down his shaft. I wanted all of him in my mouth. I was swirling my tongue around his purple helmet when I felt his hands on the back of my head. "Please take it… take it all,” he gasped. I was happy to oblige and, as he applied pressure on my head, guiding me down, I felt his cock at.