I think the three of them shared four pitchers of beer. We were all laughing and by the time we left, everyone was in a better mood. I walked her down...to make sure she got in the outside door OK. She thanked me for making her go out and walked away down the hall. I went up to my room and put on a James Taylor album and just lay on the couch and chilled. I was on the third song when there was a knock at the door. I didn't want to get up so just called out, "Come in."Karen stuck her head in and. To make my story more real to her I told her that she was wearing a black bra on that day and I think she agreed to it that she was wearing a black bra.Then after that terrace incident I asked her to take light and took her to my room as I was really hot upstairs. And I switched on my A.c. And the topic jumped from one to other and I asked her how a girl would feel if a guy presses her boobs and in return she reluctantly said that she don’t know. I said “come on you must be knowing it”. I asked. I was in heaven. I felt Jon place the tip of his cock in the opening of my dripping wet pussy. With one slow forceful shove he pushed all 7 inches deep inside me. Hitting the back wall of my vagina. I moaned loudly as he pulled back the pushed back in to me. He started to build up a rhythm, and I started backing into him forcing him to fuck me harder and harder. Oliver was wanking his own cock now in my face as I struggled to keep from screaming. Jon stuck a finger in my arse causing me to come. ‘These are yesterday’s,’ she said, indicating the left hand pair, ‘and the others from the day before. Let’s see which you like best.’ The first pair were a very flimsy diaphanous blue cut high for the hip. They were some sort of synthetic weave and almost completely see-through except for a softer gusset at the very underside of the crotch. She draped the pair over her palm and, crouching down slightly, gripped his cock and slid the fabric up and down, making him gasp. She then released him.