Around 10pm (we'd been playing pool since 5pm) Jazza and Ryan asked me if I wanted to go back to their place for a few drinks and we'd pick up somethi...g to eat on the way home. What do you think I said?Back at their place we are having a few drinks and in the comfort of their place they acted a lot more like boyfriends – holding hands and stuff.Ryan did ask me if it bothered me at all. I wasn't at all and I told them that I hadn't seen guys being casual like that in ages – prolly since I was in. He greased his dick with a bit of margarine from Mum's shopping bag, and pressed his knob to her bumhole. To my surprise, her brown ring gave in quite easily, and the weird sight of his nasty, ugly dick sliding up my Mum's arsehole was there in front of me! The girls were rubbing each other off now, as they watched Gary bumfucking her. It aroused her more, when the girls came in front of her and watched her expressions of humiliation and joy with glee.As Gary fucked my Mum good up the arse, I. Joy simply shrugged. She had never heard the name before but she had seen enough to know something wasn't right. She got up and headed into the house in Regan's wake.She found Regan standing at the phone, still running her fingers through her hair as she spoke. She was smiling broadly and looking at herself in the mirror as she tried to make her wet hair presentable. She finally gave up and nervously adjusted her bikini top to show more cleavage."Oh, that sounds lovely," she said into the. We just had to wait for the right time. We soon got it. The men had to go and attend a seminar and they decided to leave us behind (as if we wanted to go). These people left early morning and we waited for the maids of the house to involve themselves with the daily chores. We left the house on pretext of riding the horses. We took two stallions: I rode Whisper, the dream horse and Smita rode another brown horse called Lightfoot. We rode till the farthest end of the meadow where there stood a.
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