The brother's name was Reginald and he was a stocky man with excessive girth and a face that held a dual set of chins. All of the females working at R...ginald's factory were mature creatures and most were attractive in either facial features or trimness of figure and in some cases like Maureen they were both equally appealing. The owner had a wife with a strident voice and a habit of using a switch on any female employee who displeased her. She seemed more agile in chastising the female. So we walked down the track a way until we could see two cars parked up. One had it’s doors closed, but the lights on inside, and the other had the woman spread eagle on the bonnet.“Up here” I said to my girlfriend and we climbed up a bank with trees for cover.From our vantage point we could see the woman on the bonnet getting fucked good and proper. No sooner than one cum inside her another would be there to take his place. I was hornier than a horny toad on a horny day. I reach around my. "Morning, Peter! Are you ready for the usual? Which arm would you prefertoday?" The left, this morning, I think. If you don't mind."I was trying to keep the number of punctures fairly even rather thanalways attacking one vein. It was also part of a ritual which kept mefrom getting too het up about the whole thing. In went the needlefollowed by the pop of several vacuum sample tubes as she took her dailyoffering. Needle out and cotton wool dressing in place. All part of theritual.The next bit. .a black guy. Sean always gave me shit about being his only "White Friend" but we always got along. Mandy got home from volleyball practice and said hi to Sean and me before going and taking a shower. Sean said how weird it was to see how grown up she was as we continued playing. Mandy eventually came out into the kitchen wearing a pink sports bra and pink pajama shorts and had her hair back. She went into the fridge as I caught Sean staring at her ass out of the corner of his eye as she bent.