You out with the girls?” Liam asks, shifting them both to the side of the shuffling crowd. “Yeah…well...I was.” She rants, flicking her arm so...tly in the air, letting out some of her frustration. “They’ve pretty much ditched me at this point. If that wasn’t bad enough, they were my lift home…Now I gotta catch the bloody nightrider.” “Oh fuck” Liam replies, making a weak sympathetic face. “Yeah I know the night rider. I’ve had a few stories from those adventures.” He chuckles a little before. I saw her dark tight hole was clenching and relaxing, talking to me, as it could say it was waiting for my hard dick…Sheila took a deep breath and she braced herself. I placed my hard cock at her tight rear hole and pushed I with some light pressure. My slutty neighbor just pushed backwards, moaning as she felt I was going in…Then I pushed a bit more and I could see her opening wider and wider until... I was in…Her ass clamped my cock in position. Then Sheila started to ease back and I grabbed. She was at a slight angle, but It was definitely Catherine, as John spotted her tattoo on her foot. Her large breasts juddered with every thrust, and her soft belly wobbled back and forth from the exertion.It was the noises that disturbed John the most. The slap of flesh on flesh was one thing, but the wet, squelching sounds of Dario’s cock pumping into Catherine’s fanny, combined with the guttural sounds from his wife, were utterly chilling.Despite John’s best efforts, just as he peered around. "Right, worms," I responded to my budding invertebrate zoologist."Go fish with gra'pa?" Not today." Ah, a sportsman! "Want to come in and clean up?" Sure." He got up and toddled/lurched into the house. I picked up the spoon and followed."What was he doing?" asked Weena. "He's filthy." Digging for worms with the spoon so he could go fishing with Rob." Ah. I suppose that demonstrates advanced learning, eh? I guess I'll bathe him before dinner."In the evening Martha asked whether I'd be in the.