She really didn't want to leave."Bye."She waved at me as her dad took her other hand. I waved back, and soonthey were out of sight in the crowd. I tur...ed back to where my dad wassitting and stepped back over the partition, sitting down beside himonce again."You really are something else, Megan," he whispered in my ear. Ichuckled at his statement."You have got to be the best celebrity ever!" Amanda said while ploppingdown next to me, ruining the great feeling that I had been sharing withmy first. By the late afternoon both the men, were feeling more human, Jay having checked the flock, though late it was true, but at least it had got him out in the fresh air. The evening meal was hot tasty and devoured by them all with relish, as they sat at the fireside, four friends, the fire burning not so much for the heat as the look. Jay suggested “rather than watch the telly, they each made up for this morning, as he knew the ladies had missed out!” the ladies both thought that was at least a. Of my toes? Of my nipples?” Her accent somehow made it both sweeter and dirtier.I nodded again. “And your mouth.”“I don’t think it will fit.” Her smile spun my heart around in my chest. Then she reached out, ran her fingertips up and down the shaft, lifted it with her palm, feeling the weight in it.She lifted up and kissed me again on the cheek—again the sweetness mixed with the deep heat of sex. Fuck I wanted her. “I’ll call you. Now go upstairs and empty those big balls for me.”Being told to. He lived pretty close to me, and was also interested in meeting up with a like minded individual for some no strings attached ass fucking. Well, this was what I was into, so I replied and agreed to meet up. Over the next few days we exchanged details, he was a South African who had come over here several years ago and he worked for the local council. He was actually gay, but was definitely a top, and enjoyed ploughing into other men's assholes. Again, this suited me perfectly. Then he sent me a.