Older Pervert Fucks Barely Legal

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When a friend of Tanya's mom is staying with them for a few days she really doesn't think twice about taking a nap on the daybed. What she didn't realize was that while she was used to not wearing panties, this stranger in her house could see her pretty little pussy easily. He wakes her up with a hard cock and doesn't stop until he has cum all over her pretty little titties.

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Joe and Alexis Together at Last

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Tags:  hot tub, love Joe sits in the hot tub waiting for Alexis It had been a long day at work and as soon as I got home I poured some Scotch into a glass stripped of my clothes and headed for the hot tub on the balcony. Alexis would be here in about a half hour to spend the night, after running home to get clothes for the next day as well as her makeup. Today at work when I asked her to spend the night I thought she was going to jump out of her skin she was so excited. I gave her the key to my apartment and told her I would be waiting for her out on the balcony in the hot tub. I got in the water and lit up a cigarette and smoked while sipping my scotch letting all the worries of a long day slip from me as the hot water relaxed me. As I  had been sitting there in the hot tub I must have dozed off a little cause I woke to Alexis kissing me from la la land. She was just about to get in the tub when i asked her if she had gotten herself a drink on the way out to the balcony. She said she didn’t as she couldn’t wait to run out and kiss me. I handed her my glass and she quickly came back with a glass full for her and a refill on mine. Slipping into the tub I looked in awe at her naked beauty, those wonderful breasts just begging to be kissed and her hot ass that seemed to call for my hands. We sat right beside each other as we sipped on our drinks and smoked a cigarette relaxing. Just being near her my cock was already stiff with my arousal, testing the water I slipped my hand between her legs running my finger over her clit lightly. Turning toward each other our lips met and my tongue shot into her mouth dueling with hers. As we continued to kiss she moved around throwing her legs on either side of me, pressing the lips of her sex along the length of my cock. Reaching up with my hands I started picnhing her nipples as she ground herself against my cock. I could tell she was so horny for me it was driving her crazy and then she shifted her hips till my cock was pressing againt her waiting pussy. Pushing herself down and against me she gasped as her hot pussy swallowed up all my cock in one stroke. She started to grind herself on my cock and I was in heaven, never before in my life had I felt I was truly one with the person I was having sex with. With Alexis it’s like we were making love to each other souls, pressing my lips back to hers she attacked by thrusting her tongue into my mouth while she made little wimpering noises as she fucked herself on my cock. Breaking the kiss she was now panting and moaning, I could tell she was close to cumming and I slipped my mouth to her ear whispering cum for me, cum all over my cock, I love you Alexis Louise. With that she let out a shriek that I was sure the whole world could hear and her pussy contracted on my cock. Her pussy was pulling on my cock like a velvet glove and the feeling of her cumming on me set me off, with a loud grunt I thrust my hips up at her filled her hungry pussy with hot cum. Looking into my eyes she said I love you too Joe my cock still buried deep inside her and we shared a long passionate kiss.

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Dinner Reservations

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Tags:  Bdsm What happened before dinner. Is what I will never forget.

It was a warm summer night. I was surprised when my Master had instructed me to wear a coat. His next instruction explained the first. That was “all” he wished for me to wear. It was the first time I had ever been taken to his home. At first I wasn’t sure if I should wear makeup or jewelry or just go with nothing but the coat and heels he had suggested.

I chose to go plain with nothing but the shoes and coat he’d explained. Now here I was standing on his door step. Everyone passing by on the street would stop to look at me, then speed up and move along. I’m sure they thought I was some type of hit woman. It didn’t matter though. It’s what Master wanted.

As soon as he answered the door, the fears and uncertainties I had were gone. All that was left was the desire to please this man. He stood to the side and said a very low yet calm, “Come in,” which I did; my heart was doing flip flops in my chest. Deep inside my belly I could feel the wings of a million butterflies taking flight. He immediately shut the door and walked past me….”Come on” was all he said. Master must be in a wicked mood, I thought. I could only fathom what he had planned for me. Boy was I surprised…

He led me down a winding stair case. My deep green eyes could barely see what was ahead. I could almost see things on the walls yet only shadows could I make out. After walking some twenty feet down a deep stair well, the faint lights finally came into view. The look on my face gave way to my shock. Along with the thrill as I took in all the toys and things he had to use on me, there were different riding crops and floggers hanging from silver hooks in the wall.

Different dildos and vibes were lined upon a counter top. There were also chains with leather cuffs coming from the walls. What really caught my attention was the wooden cross in the center of the room.

Master turned to face me and held out his hands. “I’ll be taking your coat now, pet”. My eyes flew wide with anticipation mixed with pure adrenalin. “Yes, Master.” With that my head lowered and I turned, my nimble fingers flicking the buttons open one at a time till the last was open and his large hands were sliding the leather coat off my shoulders. Down my arms it went, then nothing. For a few moments I stood in the center of the doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of heels with my back to my Master.

Master’s fingers pulled my long auburn hair off my shoulders. Within moments it was replaced by a black leather collar. My fingertips slid up the leather to find small studs. It felt like it spelled something but I couldn’t make out what. He tapped my hands with the tips of his fingers…..”Down”….Immediately my hands dropped back to my side. Leaving me standing straight for him. He slowly walked around me, exploring every inch of my nude body with his dark, rich brown eyes. He nodded without saying a word. After two single passes around me. He stopped and the room filled with silence.

Then his voice appeared next to my ear. “Close your eyes my pet…It’s time to take a journey.” I so wanted to ask “what journey?” However, I’d learned from the beginning not to question anything he did. His nearness was gone, and then everything went dark. I felt his expert fingers slide a dark cloth over my eyes. It was a blind; he was blindfolding me. My heart was racing; my breathing was becoming more restricted with each one taken. What if he wanted to murder me? It’s not like I could run. Here I am standing naked, helpless in heels no less. He must have sensed my fear for all he said was. “Calm down, no harm will come to you.” I couldn’t believe my body was actually listening to him. As it did so, so did my mind.

He moved in front of me and slid something through the collar around my neck. I heard it click and he gave it a little tug. I knew to follow; he never had to speak again. Nor I, I simply followed his lead. He stopped and placed his hands on my shoulders to stop me. Without saying a word he guided me to sit, which I did as he guided. To my surprise it was wooden. Whatever I was sitting on was wooden. I slid my hand along the side trying to figure out what it was. Then the light came on…”The saint Andrews cross” I muttered softly. I could feel his nearness as he leaned closer. “Why yes it is, why don’t you lay down….?”

The words were more like instructions rather than a question. I again did as he guided. I could feel myself willing into his power. I lay back trusting him not to let me miss the plank behind me. As it turns out he laid me on the board and walked from corner to corner, strapping the leather cuffs and binders closed. Buckling the buckles tight but not to tight. I could almost hear him chuckle when the last cuff was latched. His large hand slid down the center of my chest between my breasts. He never touched my breast directly but both nipples hardened, harder than rocks. By the time his fingers reached my navel my nipples were aching. His hands seemed so large.

My body arched tightly as the pad of his thumb pushed past my pussy lips, directly onto my hard, aching, drowning little bud. He slid his thumb around and around it, making it even wetter than before. I couldn’t contain my moans as my orgasm was getting closer and closer. Suddenly his thumb was gone and his fingers of one hand were pulling my smooth shaven petals apart. With one quick fluid motion he slapped my cunt, making me scream and my arch growing even tighter. Another quick slap and then another. My mound felt as though it was on fire. I could feel my warm honey trickling down to wet the wood beneath me.

With a soft groan he leaned over capturing my clit between his lips. He sucked so hard I thought he was going to stretch my clit by inches. It was such a delicious pain; my heart was literally pounding in my chest against my ribs, every breath becoming more torturous than the last. It was close, so close; I could feel the orgasm touching the surface but only to feel a sharp sting as he placed a clamp on my clit. A loud scream shattered the silence of the room. His deep chuckle made my body melt back to the cross.

He gave the chain a little tug. The metal teeth bore into my aching little bud and the pain was tremendous but felt so

good as well. He said “That’s it girl, ride the wave.” With that he pushed a vibe inside me. It was larger than any I’d ever used before. The head alone felt as though it was going to tear me, yet he worked it in little by little until I was overly full. “Now”, He said; he turned it on, first on low, as I was getting use to the low hum. He used some type of leather belts to hold it inside of me. Once the last buckle was secure, he turned it on high. My hips were thrashing upwards as if trying to fuck the invading toy. My cunt walls were burning from the strain it was putting on them. Yet I could still feel my sweet nectar running down my ass crack to the hard wood beneath me.

He walked back to the top of the cross, slowly brushing his fingers through my hair. “Does that hurt pet?” He cooed. It did, yet it didn’t, so I nodded then shook my head quickly no. He asked if I’d like it if he turned them off. I quickly shook my head no, my hips still thrusting into the air, trying to force the huge toy in and out. My clit was throbbing between the tight grip of the clamp and the vibrations from the thick toy. I couldn’t help but whimper. Then I was surprised.” You’re hungry aren’t you pet?” My big green eyes sprung open. What was Master going to do to me now? What did he have in store?

He opened his pants. I could hear the zipper slide down the tracks then felt the head of his manhood slide over my lips. My mouth opened instantly. He shoved the head inside, slowly pulling it back out, then in again: “That’s it girl, take it all.” With that he pushed it deeper. The wire mesh of his pubes tickled my nose as his cockhead thrust past the back of my throat. Opening it wider for him, I couldn’t help but moan. Within minutes he was thrusting steadily in my mouth, using my sweet lips for a cunt, my hot wet tongue swishing back and forth with every thrust.

I could tell Master was loving my mouth by all the deep loud moans he gave. Master had taken the middle of the chain that clipped my nipple clamps and clit clamp together in the center and started tugging. I didn’t know which sensation felt the best. The tug on my aching nipples, the straining bite on my poor throbbing clit, or that huge vibe, humming

away. My orgasm was building again; this time he let me have it. He started thrusting into my mouth harder, faster. My cheeks caved and refilled with every massive thrust. I was sucking like a cum bitch in heat, the clamps and vibe driving me insane. I twisted as much as the restraints would allow. Harder, faster he tugged the chain. Suddenly I pulled my head back, screaming, only to feel his fingers twist in my hair, shoving his thick rod down my throat.

Stream after hot sticky stream showered my throat, filling my slut belly with his hot cream. I continued to suck and fuck his cock with my mouth, my hips thrashing, bucking wildly until the last orgasm shattered through me. He released my hair and let my head fall back. He wiped his creamy cockhead over my lips. His voice was a panting whisper…”Now cleaning.”

Immediately, my tongue slipped out and I started lapping up what few drops of cream I’d missed before.

He groaned a “good girl” and turned the vibe off. He pulled it out nice and slow. I was so thankful; if he’d have taken it out quickly it would’ve hurt. I lay there a trembling mess. I thought my pain was over. I was wrong. He reached up unclamping my first nip, replacing the blood flow with a light suction of his mouth. Then he gave the other the same treatment, moved down and slowly unhooked my clit. I thought I was going to cry; my poor aching bud throbbed more than words can explain. He lightly stroked it with his fingers. His voice was so soft, so reassuring. “Easy pet, just relax. I’ll make it feel all better” With that he began licking it all over again.

I was so surprised when the desire to cum came back as fast as it did. He licked it tenderly, not greedy at all, making long slow deep circles around it. Just when I thought I was going to cum, he slipped his warm lips over my clit, sucking it tenderly. That’s all it took. I screamed out, my cunt walls beginning to grip at air as I began cumming all over again.

Within moments he took his last lick. My orgasms had shattered through and there was nothing left. He leaned up softly kissing my navel, then my lips, his having tongue delved inside, searching, stroking the soft warmth there. He then slid the blindfold from my eyes. He already had his clothes back in order. There was a smile on his face like I’d never seen

before.

After we had a little chit chat, he asked again. “Are you hungry, my pet?” I couldn’t hide the smile as I slowly nodded, whispering low.” Starving, Master,” unsure if I would be eating more cream or solid food. He merely chuckled and said “Me too!” With that he unhooked the restraints he’d used and told me to put my coat back on. I gave him a strange look and asked where we were going. His only reply was…..”Dinner.”

Any other time I’d have put up an argument, being dressed as I was, wearing nothing but the long coat and heels. Yet I’d never felt more beautiful or more confident in my life. I slipped my coat on as he suggested. As we made our way back up the stairs to the front door, he waited until my coat was buttoned before opening the door. Then away we went to dinner.

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Slender brunette teen gets double banged

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One day my latest teen fuck toy told me she wanted to fuck my roommate and me at the same time. I had never done a 3sum before, but I had no objections. As soon as I said something to my roommate, he was all over that like a fat kid on a Twinkie. By the time I got back from getting my roommate, she was already on the bed naked and ready to be stuffed full of cock. We ripped our clothes off in record time and filled her tight little holes with our raging cocks as she begged to be fucked harder and harder.

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Camilla - Black tea

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Masterbation for Two

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Tags:  masterbation, male, voyuer, female Wishing it was in her pussy, or that it was her hand stroking my cock. My mind has lost all thought

It all started about a week ago, I was walking home from my favorite bar after having a couple of drinks. While walking home I had been thinking of this rather attractive women from the bar and wondering how good she would be in bed. I decided to take a short cut through a yard that leads over to my block. As I was cutting through the yard I passed by a sliding door at the back of the house, looking to see if anyone was going to see me cut through the yard I got the surprise of my life. My head did a double take to be sure my eyes saw what my mind thought I saw. Yes, it was true, there was a woman lying on a sofa, her robe open, her one hand on her breast and the other down between her legs.

Quickly I looked around to see if anyone could see me in the yard. All the other windows I could see were in complete darkness. So I moved a little closer to the door, but not close enough to be seen. I could feel my cock getting hard in my pants as I watched this beautiful site unfolding in front of me.

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happy birthday sis

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Tags:  incest, sister I live in a small town about 2400 people;and live out in the country to make it worse. I am 20 and have brown hair and green eyes. My sister calls me the “surfer boy” image because I am really skinny and long hair. I guess I kind of fell into in it living in santa monica,CA with my dad for a few my first 16 years. My sister and I have since became close and are pretty much each others best friends. We love to walk through this crabby ass farmers field and swim in this creek that I tied a rope so we could swing into it. yeah…I guess its a little Mark Twain, but once you do it, you would be hooked.

My sister just turned 18 last monday and she made it very clear to me I had to get her something…..So I decided to take her to see our dad that lived in CA and teach her how to surf… So of course, she has to buy a new swim suit; like she doesn’t have 20 in her closet. So we went to the store and we had to pick her out a new suit.

My sister is the very country girl. But she also has a very delicate side. She is 5′8 about 125 pounds. yes tall and skinny. I guess we can thank my mom for our girlish figures. My sister has brown hair with blonde highlights that falls just past her shoulders. She is very pretty. So she grabs all these 2 pieces and comes out and says “how does it look” I know she my sister but everytime she is in a swim suit I get a little aroused. She has perky B cups and her nipples are always very perky, and her pussy is natural except for the little part on the sides where she shaves; but usually I catch a glimpse of her pussy hair and a few times when she has swung on the rope at the creek…i seen more than a brother is supposed too. So she decides on a bright green swim suit that has orange and yellow pin-stripes; I told her we will be going surfing and there are waves…..but she said you just tie the top tighter and losing her top wouldn’t be a problem.

We got to my dad’s about 1pm and of course its a bout 84 degrees. We get settled in and i throw on my swim suit first thing and my sister does the same, we chat with my dad for awhile but , I feel really at home so decide to call a few friends and we head down to the beach to play frizbee and hang out. We end up heading back about 10:30pm and my dad works 3rd shift so he is gone. So we get changed and decide to go for a late night snack and hit up a few shops on the strip. I took a shower and out and my sister has a towel wrapped around her by the door waiting to get in next. I turn a round and catch a glimpse of her butt cheeks as she closes the door. We go out and my sister keeps telling me how she wants to do something awesome for her 18th birthday.

The next day we get up and decide to head back down to the beach and teach kassie my sister how to surf. We start off with the small waves near the shore and she actually has really good balance. After lunch time I am about work out but kassie decides she is ready to try the bigger ones that I do… I am a bit worried (well that she will show me up) but decide i will float out near her in case she gets rolled. The first few times not bad; but then she gets a big wave. I told her to pass it up but she was pumped. So she got ready and stood up and then got rolled HARD. I swam over there to find her and grabbed her arm as I was trying to get her head above water. She comes up and I am hugging her as shes spitting water and coughing. She rubs the salt water out of her eyes and she keeps her arms wrapped around me and I get us back to where we can touch. I look down and feel my sisters boobs against me and her top is no where. So I stop for a minute and say “uh kassie, you top is gone.” She looks down but her eyes are still blurry, “are you serious” she rubs her eyes and we look down and her nipples are pressed against my chest. I look up, but its too late, I feel myself get aroused and my sister looks at me weird…”devon…are you hard?” I nervously laughed and said no, but she knew i was. She pushed off me and told me to find her top…but i couldn’t find it. So I ended up getting out and grabbed her towel and she floated in the water. She ends up coming out of the water with a drenched towel wrapped around her with a “where the hell is my top” look on her face. We ended up seeing her top washing to shore so I went out and grabbed. Kassie decided between gagging on salt water and losing her top she has had enough. We get back to the house and decide to hang out at the house. So we changed into our bumming clothes. I put on a pair of jogging pants with underwear(I’m not a big undwear guy) and a tank top and my sister put on a tube top and a pair of abercrombie lounge shorts. We watch a movie on the couch and my sister looks over and says ” Did you really get hard by seeing my boobs today?” I looked at her weird but knew she wanted an answer. “yeah, kassie your fucking hot.” “Any guy that dates you is damn lucky.” She smiles and says thanks and laughs and says she thinks its weird but funny. We watch about 3/4 of the movie and she looks over and says “You know, I think your really hot too, I wish more guys had a body like yours.” “like at the creek when you wear your blue swim trunks and your dick outline pushes against your swim suit….I’ve looked….I mean not like a creepy way or anything…” Inside I smile thinking yeah well I think about your hairy bush around my cock too… But I just laughed at said “Yeah, i think its normal thought its a guy/girls instinct to check out the opposite sex. She looks over at me and says “what kind of girls do you find attractive?” “Well, to be honest your body type, I like big boobs, and a great personality.” (kassie) How many girls have you dated have shaved there pussy?” (me) ” I don’t know I guess about half.” (Kassie) Do you think its gross when they don’t completely shave it?” (me) “No, I don’t really care one way or the other, I guess its more womanly to not” Kassie smiles and laughs. I say what? (kassie) Nothing, I just think its weird we are having this conversation is all.” I think to myself how horny its making me thinking about the times I have seen my sisters pussy hair. I start thinking about it more while we finish watching the movie. Kassie decides to make a DiGiorno pizza and watch another movie. So we start one while waiting for the pizza. (kassie) “Devon……do you think its weird we think we both we are hot?” (me) “what?” (kassie…long pause) Well, like i just turned 18 and I’m all excited to have older guys date me now because “I’m legal” as you say it but, I think your hot and……like now you laying there on the couch listening to me ramble and pretty much through the whole last movie I have looking at your cock outline in your jogging pants” (me..shocked) KASSIE!……….. (kassie) “I know what your going to say, and its never really like made me think about it until I felt you get hard and your dick pushed against my pussy today.” I started blushing and felt my dick get hard, so i rolled over to my stomach. “Kassie, you will find a great boyfriend, I have thought about the same things and have even seen your pussy down at the creek when you were swinging on the rope; believe me its crossed my mind but you deserve to find a good boyfriend.” (kassie) What?……You have seen my pussy? when? (me) well you know when you wrap your legs around the rope your swim suit gets pushed to the side, and then when you spread your legs to jump in a usually catch a glimpse.”

………….(kassie) Kassie gets interrupted by the alarm for the pizza to be done. We eat our pizza and watch our movie and then kassie pauses it….”Devon, I want to see your dick.” I laid there on the couch horny, feeling my dick get hard.. letting what my own sister just built up the courage to say, and now I have to re-act……….”Come over here and look then” was the first instinctive thing I could say…but it didn’t I looked at her and laughed…..

The next morning I got in the shower and I hear the door open I push open the shower door and my sister is butt-naked smiling “Now I get to see all of you.” I slam the door in confusion She opens it up and looks at my dick fully erect, pulsing to have just seen my sisters naked body. “MMMmm you are really hard huh?” (me) “Kassie get the fuck out, seriously…” “No, Devon I was serious, I am 18 now and you know you wanted to see me naked. My judgement got the better of me, I turned around and took my hand off my dick. She smiles and grabs it and rubs her hand over my wet chest, as I am eye struck by the water droplets bounce off her perfect breast. My dick is about 5 inches, well trimmed, and yes circumsized. (I’m not going to write I have a 7 inch cock….I don’t) I feel my sister rolling her hands over my dick pulling on my balls….”Devon, can I suck you off? My mind is racing..I feel my dick continue to pulse waiting for my brain to comprehend what is happening…I push open the door and she tells me to lay down. My wet body lays against the cold tile floor, my sister steps out dripping wet and I feel chest get tight from the adrenilene. I feel my sisters warm lips roll over my dick…”Devon….this is awesome.” She sucks my slow and then fast a few minutes go by and I feel myself start to cum “Oh shit, kassie I’m going to cum” She stops and sits over me in the 69 position and I seen her hairy pussy lips spread and soaking wet. I feel kassie spread my legs and suck on my balls and then I feel her push a finger in my butt….I jump “what the……” “Oh shit….i feel myself cum My sister’s lips squeezed around the head of my dick…..Oh fuck…I feel her suck me faster and her finger slowly slide out of my butt….. My sister turns around her eyes a bit watery…”Did you like that?” “I swallowed all of your cum” ” I laid there out of breath, wet, confused and 150% satisfied…..” “Devon…..I hope you have a good idea what I want for my birthday….”

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Movie Gallery From Selected Videos

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We called David the Pole not because he came from Poland but because his cock was as big as a pole. Maybe that’s why the girls all loved him and he never had any trouble getting pussy. Every time he got some he always liked to share and so did this bitch.

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Vika has sex with her dads friend

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This sexy blonde teen girl was just laying on her bed one sunny afternoon when her fathers best friend paid her a visit. He talked with her a little bit and she had always had a crush on him so having just turned 18 she decided she wanted to flirt with the older man. It did not take her long to respond to her flirtations and soon the two of them were touching each others bodies. Vika proves that even though she is young she can still suck cock and her fucks her with his huge hard cock. Her pussy is filled as he pumps in and out of her and he finishes it off with a thick load of cum sprays across her face.

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Cute teen soaps up pussy

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Nastya is just fucking cute it is amazing that this barely legal redhead will get baked for us. But here she is teasing the camera and looking painfully adorable. All I have to say is lets have us some fun in the tub.

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Olesia gets over being a shy 19 year old

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Harry breaks in another virgin for us and this time it is the pretty Olesia. This girl is kind of a late bloomer being a full 19 years old before she lets herself get fucked by a guy. Harry introduces her to using vibrators as well as sucking cock and fucking. She is hesitant at first but as Harry fucks her more she actually starts to enjoy it and push back into his hardness. He finishes by cumming right in her pussy.

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Movie Gallery From Boys For Boys

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These two pretty boys forgot to shave before they hopped on bed. Now, how can they give one another a great oral if their dicks are still so bushy. So, out comes the electric razor.

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Movie Gallery From Anime Hardcore

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Kara's lover could eat her anytime he wants to and that's just the way she likes it. Her penis isn't bad either. It's a godamned monster, especially when this critter starts thrusting deeper and deeper inside her.

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Bitches N Hose - Horny Lily

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Guys, meet Lily. Lily is a stunning brunette teen who was kind enough to send us some pictures her and her boyfriend took. If you couldn’t tell, Lily loves the color blue. She’s wearig a blue lace bra, matching thong and my favorite sheer blue stockings. I’ll admit, there’s another color I wanted to see from Lily, I couldn’t wait to see her pink.

Lily says she wears stockings and pantyhose all the time. Her friends think it’s a little weird because it makes her look so dressed up, but the guys definitely love it. Before they used to just stare at her tits, now she says they still stare at her tits but they also admire her legs. The boys are always trying to feel her legs and sometimes she’ll let them. Feeling their hands on her legs makes her sooooo wet.

See all of Lily’s pictures inside Bitches N Hose today. Watch as Lily shows all of her tight teen body. And Lily is just one of the many babes in stockings and pantyhose you can enjoy at Bitches N Hose. The site features several thousands pictures and hours of videos for you to enjoy. Get instant access right now.

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Full Service

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“May I help you, sir,” the attractive young saleswoman asked while Ryan Majors scanned the display of night gowns that were marked at twenty percent off!?! “Uh, yes, maybe,” he replied while feeling the material on one of the gowns!!! “Is it a present for your wife,” the lady asked?!? “Yes,” he replied, “it’s our fifth wedding anniversary and I just thought that maybe she might like something like this!!!” The saleslady, who introduced herself as Dawn answered quickly, “These might be a little on the old side for someone her age, follow me and I’ll show you something a little more appropriate!!!” Just grateful that he didn’t have to say anymore, Ryan followed Dawn to the rear portion of the store where she stopped before a large selection of shortie night gowns!!!

I think that these might be a little more to her liking,” Dawn offered, “can you tell me what size she wears!?!” Now growing a little flummoxed, he turned a little red and replied, “Well, uh, I think she’s about your size, but her, you know, her breasts are maybe a little bigger!!!” “I wear a size eight and wear a 34C-cup bra, is she a D cup!?!” “Well, er,” he stammered, “I think so, she has very large breasts!!!” Leaning closer to Ryan so that no one else could hear her, Dawn asked in a husky voice, “Does she like getting them sucked, I absolutely love it!?!” Ryan ears actually burned at the sound of such an intimate question, but incredibly he heard himself reply softly, “She loves having them sucked, and she has big pink nipples!!!” As they were the only ones in the rear of the store and were pretty much hidden from anyone in front, Dawn, after checking to see if anyone was watching, quickly unbuttoned her blouse and said in a raspy voice, “Do you like my bra, I think my breasts look beautiful in it, don’t you!?!” “Holy smokes,” he thought to himself as he stared at one of the most perfect set of boobs he had ever seen, what is she trying to do to me!?!” “I feel hurt,” she said in a small voice, “you don’t like them, do you?!?” Regaining a little courage, he offered, “Oh, no, they’re very nice, I was just a little stunned that’s all, after all I don’t even know you!!!” “Do you mean to say that women other that your wife that you know expose their breasts to you,” she asked playfully!?! “Of course not,” he whispered loudly, “I just meant that this is a pretty strange situation!!!” She slid her hands up and casually unhooked the front clasp which allowed her boobs to bounce free in front of him, causing him to almost have a heart attack!!! “My, my,” she cooed softly, “I think my customer likes my big boobs!!!”

Looking again to make sure that the coast was still clear, Dawn took Ryan’s trembling hands and placed then directly on her chest and whispered, “How do they feel, your hands feel very strong!?!” Although his wife’s breasts were a little bigger, Ryan had to admit that Dawn had the most perfect breasts he had ever felt!!! “Please then,” she fairly begged, “suck my nipples for me, I really need it badly!!!” Her nipples had all of a sudden sprung to life, and after glancing around to make sure no one was watching, Ryan let his mouth drop to her waiting nipple where upon he let it slip between his lips and sucked it in!!! “Oh, myyyyyyyyy,” she sighed, “you do that so well, you must get a lot of practice at home!!!” As he licked and sucked on Dawns’ distended nipples, Ryan was wondering to himself what in the hell he had gotten into here, after all he had never been unfaithful to his wife, but this was so sudden and unexpected that he hadn’t really had any time to think about what he was doing!!! And just to show how engrossed he had become, he didn’t even notice when he heard a voice offer, “My, my, this certainly is a full service establishment, do you think I could get some of the same!?!” Even though it was a soft feminine voice, it felt more like a swift kick in the gut that made Ryan spring up in embarrassment saying, “We were, I mean, we were just, you know, just………….” As Dawn casually slipped her boobs back into her bra the older lady asked again, “So, how do I go about getting some of that!?!” “I’m sorry ma’am,” Dawn replied smoothly, “he’s just customer and not an employee of the store!!!” “Well I’m sorry too,” she replied, “but if I don’t get my cunt sucked and quick, I’m gonna complain to management about you two, and while nothing will happen to him, I’m pretty damn sure you’ll get your cute little ass fired!!!”

Dawn looked helplessly at Ryan and with pleading eyes whispered, “Please help, if you don’t suck her I’ll lose my job!!!” Ryan gave the older woman a quick once over and while not believing the pickle he found himself in, he shrugged his shoulders and said, “Sure, why not, but we have to make it fast, cuz I’m late for an appointment!!!” Dawn led Ryan and the woman to a dressing room in the back corner of the store and while closing the door behind them said, “Make it snappy, my boss could show up at any moment!!!” When Ryan and the woman were finally alone she said, “My name’s Jill, what’s yours!?!” “Uh, Ryan,” he replied! “Well, Ryan,” she replied while hiking up her dress and pulling down her panties, “it’s been a long time since I’ve been sucked by a man as young as you, and if memory serves me correctly, you young ones have great deal of stamina!!!” Ryan stood motionless as she spoke, but once she sat down on the bench with her legs spread wide leaving her hairy muffy open and available, he quickly dropped to his knees and began sucking her dripping mound!!! “Oh, my,” she sighed, “I just love having a man sucking my pussy, it’s so fucking relaxing to just lean back and have your clit sucked to completion!!!” While Jill wasn’t the most attractive woman he had ever laid eyes on, Ryan’s cock had definite ideas of its own on what was erotic, and unfortunately for him, eating the pussy of a strange older woman in the dressing room of a lingerie store just happened to be very erotic indeed as was indicated by the massive hardon that had sprung to life in his shorts!!! “Oh, baby,” she cooed softly, “mama can see her big stud boy has a big boner, stand up and show her what you got, mama wants to taste it for herself!!!”

He pulled his head out of her muff and offered, “Ya know, I don’t think that that’s such a good idea, in fact I think we’ve done quite enough already!!!” “Ya do, do you,” she said evilly, “we’ll be finished when I say we’re finished, not stand the fuck up and show me your fucking cock, do you fucking understand me!?!” The harshness of her voice startled him, and not wanting her to create a scene, she stood up and let her open his pants and extract his pulsating pecker!!! “Oooooo,” she moaned, “you’ve got a full deck here, don’t ya, I’ll bet the little woman can’t get enough this pork, can she!?!” Ryan was pretty sure that Jill was asking a rhetorical question, so he didn’t bother answering, but instead stood quietly while the old cunt inhaled his pecker and proceeded to suck him off!!!” The male erection is a funny thing, not funny haha, but funny strange in that even though Ryan didn’t want to be there, didn’t want this strange woman sucking his cock, and in general would have rather been at the dentist getting a root canal, (well maybe not a root canal, but for sure a good cleaning!!!), it was strange in that he was as fucking hard as a rock and now in dire need of a good hard ejaculation!!! Jill didn’t look like a sex pot, but if he had ever had a better suck he couldn’t remember when, so when he felt his nut bag beginning to tighten, he knew that it would be only a few moments wait until he filled the old biddy’s mouth with a hot load of cum!!! He could feel the tell tale rumblings at the base of his pecker, when out of the blue, Jill dropped his dick from her mouth, stood up, turned around and bent over with her legs spread, and ordered in a husky voice, “Okay stud, shove it into mama’s pussy an show her what a big fucking stud you really are!!!” Her fat hairy cunt was like an irresistible attraction to his cock, so forgetting about his wife and his wedding vows, Ryan lined up his cock and with one
vicious thrust, rammed his manhood all the way to the hilt into Jill’s hot little fuck hole!!! “Aieeeeeeee,” she screamed as he bottomed out, not quite ready to be assaulted in such a brutal fashion, and to keep her from drawing any more attention to them that she already had, he quickly reached around her and cover her mouth and whispered hoarsely, “Shut your fucking mouth, you old cunt and I’ll give you the fucking of your life, got it!?!” She nodded fiercely, so he slowly uncovered her mouth and set off to give her the most incredible fucking she had ever experienced!!! Now in much more hushed tones she moaned and begged, “P-please fuck me harder, oh god, you fuck good, I just love your fucking pecker, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m fucking cumming so fucking hard!!!” Now lost in his own fantasy, Ryan’s ass had became a jack hammer as he pounded away on her helpless pussy, driving them both past he point of no return and hurtling them both onto the jagged rocks of orgasmic pleasure!!!

Out side of the dressing room door Dawn whispered loudly, “What’s going on in there, hurry it up, there are people waiting to try things on!!!” A few seconds later Ryan and Jill sauntered out of the dressing room while three or four women stood open mouthed as the aroma of fresh sex hit their nostrils!!! Jill nodded to the women and said sweetly, “Like the sign says, we’re a full service establishment!!!

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College Cutie Fucks Her Hired Help

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This long legged brunette college cutie was running a webcam show from her dorm until her roommate finally had enough and got her shut down. Marisa seriously needs the money for school and was determined to get back on the cam as quickly as possible. In the meantime, she is having trouble with her classes, so she hires a tutor. It turns out that her tutor is a retired professor and the two of them hit it off instantly. Instead of studying Economics and Sociology, she spent the semester studying his cock. He also had a connection to someone who could hook her back up with a cam show. Marisa always knew fucking the older guys has its advantages.

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The Park Lark

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I’ve written a couple of stories about things that happened when I was running wild with a young guy called Jodi Malenger. I guess a lot of people doubt they’re true and I’m not about to argue the point — why bother? But since there’s been quite a few readers who seem to enjoy them I’ll recount another one.

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The scene is England, more years ago than I care to remember now. And again we’d gone wandering well away from our local area in Jodi’s van. Well, the van that belonged to Jodi’s Dad and that Jodi often borrowed.

So, it was another town we were in, on a working day, and about as boring as you could imagine. Apart from everything else the sun was beating down out of a cloudless blue sky and everybody was as grumpy as hell. The English expect bad weather like New Yorkers expect rudeness — it goes with the territory and anything else messes with their minds. Still, Jodi had put a shoulder bag inside the van and winked at us when he’d done it. The other four of us figured he must have something interesting planned, though we didn’t know what it was. Anyway, while Jodi was driving Jacko opened up the bag and showed us what was stowed in it. And the contents of that bag had us scratching our heads alright.

There were two paint brushes, brand new but cut off so there was only about an inch of hairs left on each handle. There were two identical copies of a newspaper — well, ‘The News Of The World’, if you can call that a newspaper, and a net. Yes, a net. Made of very fine nylon cord, about eight feet by four feet, with mesh big enough for us to easily put our hands through the holes. Oh, and just to make everything clearer, when we opened up one of the big newspapers we found that around the sides of the center pages were long dressmakers’ pins. There must have been a dozen of them in each paper, pinning all the pages together so it was impossible to turn them over. And, finally, there was a polaroid camera and three film packs.

I guess Sherlock Holmes would have worked out straight away what Jodi was planning to do; none of us could though.

“Jodi, what the hell is this lot for?” Jacko asked.

“For fishing with; what else?”

That’s all he’d say though, not another word until we got to the town. A fair sized East Midlands market town. He parked the van at a supermarket car park. The car park was at one side of the building and the town center on the other side. But we didn’t walk that way. Instead Jodi picked up his bag and went over a pedestrian bridge at the far end of the car park. The bridge was over a river which ran through the town.

I guess it doesn’t make much difference to the story but maybe I’d better mention that what might be called a river in the UK could hardly get a mention as a creek in the States. This river you could have spat across given a good following wind. Anyway we looked at Jodi’s bag, thought about the net, looked down at the river and then at each other in bewilderment. We were a bunch that had never had any interest in hunting fur, fin or feathers. Big tits and juicy cunts were the only things we caught. What the hell was Jodi up to this time?

On the other side of the river was a park. A nice one. About half a mile long with lots of trees and bushes on a grassy, gently rolling slope, with the river flowing along the bottom of the slope. The only buildings we could see at the top of the slope were some changing rooms next to a fence around a couple of tennis courts. It was a nice place to come on a hot day to get away from the crowds and the traffic. Mind you any day which is warm enough to melt ice cream is a hot day for the UK, but this was a genuine scorcher.

It was about midday because the blazing sun was directly overhead and a whole slew of the town’s workers were doing all kinds of crazy continental things in their lunch hour — things like taking off their ties and pullovers and then lying down in the shade underneath the trees in the park. People with thermos flasks full of hot tea and paper bags of sandwiches were trying to convince themselves that to be seen eating outdoors wasn’t a social disgrace. And, of course, there were the wild teenagers openly sunbathing in swimming costumes, up to and including a couple of hussies in bikinis. A few more days of this brain cooking weather and the English would be lapping up rum out of each other’s belly buttons and Conga dancing in the bus queues. Mind you, with what Jodi was carrying around with him it looked as if we had one case of sun struck insanity on our hands already.

“Jodi, mate, what’s hatching in your mind?” Micky asked him. And he told us. And then he told us again, very slowly and clearly, because we thought for sure he’d been joking the first time around.

Now it wasn’t our way of doing things to have big debates about one of Jodi’s ideas. We went out and did them and scarcely ever did they go wrong, mainly because most people’s reactions just freeze up when something absolutely surprising happens. There’s hardly one in a hundred who are quick witted enough to react straight off to the totally unexpected. Mind you, it’s only one in a thousand who can think up those kind of surprising ideas, and only one in ten thousand who’ll go through with them. Jodi was the one in ten thousand.

This time though even Jodi had to work hard in selling us his plan. But Jodi was Jodi and trying to stop him doing what he wanted to do was like asking Hitler to maybe postpone invading Russia. So eventually we agreed to give it a go.

“OK, spread out. Keep in sight of each other. You know what we’re looking for. If anybody finds a good situation just sit down on the grass and the rest of us will come over and have a look.”

Looking around was the easy part. We moved out amongst the trees and the bushes like sharks prowling around in a swimming hole. Each of us knew what Jodi wanted and I hadn’t gone too far at all when I found a scene which seemed to fit the bill pretty well. So, I sat down and kept on looking.

I was about three quarters of the way up the slope, and able to see far enough over the crest for an occasional head to bob up into view behind the tennis court fence. I don’t know where the players got the energy from in that heat. On my left was a clear area of grass which stretched about a hundred yards or so to the next cluster of trees. On my right was a pathway which went up the slope towards the tennis court. The pathway was about forty or fifty yards away but nobody was bothering to use it with the grass being dry enough to walk on. A few yards further up from where I was sitting were the two trees nearest to the top of the slope, a pair of elms side by side. The trees were twenty feet apart and the furthest one from the pathway was straight up the slope from where I was.

Underneath the elm tree on the right was a courting couple with their arms wrapped each other and apparently trying to get into the Guiness book of records for the longest sustained kiss in history. I couldn’t see much of their faces but she looked pretty good. They weren’t my concern though, except in as much as neither of them were at all interested in anything else going on around them. It was the scene underneath the second tree which I was carefully studying.

There were two girls there, lying side by side, shoes off and bare feet pointing down the slope. Both of them were wearing blue overalls with buttons up the front — shop or factory uniforms. There was a coke can on the grass on either side of them and paper bags as well. Yeah, two shop girls who’d come into the park for their lunch break, and were now lying in the shade underneath the tree with their shoes off.

One was rolled over on her stomach, apparently dozing, with her hands spread flat underneath her chin, so all I could really see of her were her legs and her hair. The hair was an eye catching feature because it was a reddish brown mass which looked tangled, as if pulling a comb through it every day was more work than was worth doing. Her legs seemed pretty good and I could see halfway up her thighs because that was where the hem of her overall was pulled up to. The overall sleeves were short ones and I could make out a lot of freckles on her white skinned arms. No wonder she was keeping well out of the sun with a complexion like hers.

The other one was as different as chalk to cheese — or maybe, I should say Spanish to Irish. Because she looked as if she belonged out in the sun, a real Mediterranean type. Dark complexioned with hair as black as a coal cellar at midnight, done up in bun behind her head, and wearing sun glasses that made her look as if she was a Mafia gangster’s girl friend. Not that she wasn’t presentable, even if she did have a nose on her like Shylock’s daughter — that was more than made up for by the size of the boobs underneath her tightly stretched overall buttons. Even lying flat on her back they were a fine, fine sight. As for her legs, they were the sort that make you feel that if God ever created anything better to look at he must have kept it for himself. Unfortunately the bottom of her overalls were pulled down lower than her friend’s, around her knees, so I couldn’t give her underpinnings the attention they fully deserved.

In normal circumstances I would have moved around to have a better viewpoint up the slope and up her legs, especially as she was holding a magazine up over her face. As it was I didn’t take any sneaky looks, I didn’t move closer, I didn’t do anything which might wake the girls up or show an interest in them. Instead, I waited for the rest of the lads to arrive. The only thing which happened while I was waiting was that big tits put down the magazine and rolled over onto her stomach like her friend, resting her cheek on her hands in the same way.

“Thank you, God,” I said quietly but with genuine gratitude. It was starting to look as if he was with us on this one.

The other guys drifted over and sat around, except Jodi. He stood and looked at the girls and grinned until we were all together. As usual he didn’t seem the slightest bit nervous about things — personally, I could feel my palms getting damp and it wasn’t from the heat. I guess the truth was that if I’d been as clever as Jodi it wouldn’t have done me much good because I’d never have the nerve to follow up on my ideas the way he did. Oh, I’d do what he told me, like the others did what he told them to. The hard part was in not finding an excuse to keep on waiting for a better chance until there was no chance left and being secretly relieved. But not Jodi: he had the incredibly rare ability to just go ahead and do whatever he wanted when he wanted, without thinking twice about it.

Anyway, as soon as we were all sitting there he knelt down, unzipped the top of the bag and took out the net. He spread it out with one of the long sides uppermost and gave one end of the net to Will.

“Andy, you grab the other side. Stand up, stretch it out, then do it. I want the top of the net across their shoulder blades.”

So Will and I did. We stood up, moved apart until the eight foot net was taut and walked towards the girls, Jodi following up and handing out the paint brushes to Micky and Jacko.

“Go!”

We went for them as if we were trying to pin down a pair of leopards that could tear us apart if they got free. We threw the net over both of them, across their backs and down to their calves, and then I dropped down flat alongside the copper nob, enough of the net underneath me so I was lying completely on top of it and stopping it from moving. Will did the same thing on the other side and the net was anchored over both girls so tightly that neither could do anymore than wriggle around.

“What the fuck?” copper nob snapped, and then went into a fit of hysteria as Jacko tickled the sole of one of her bare feet with the scratchy hairs of the cut off paintbrush.

If that reaction was impressive, it was nothing compared to how big tits threw herself around when Micky did the same thing to one of her feet. It was instantly clear how susceptible she was to that sort of stimulation. The way she was twisting and giggling, I thought sure she was going to wet herself.

“OK, that’s enough,” Jodi said.

I was looking over to the other tree and saw the couple underneath it break their clinch for a moment and glance over at us, both of them grinning. They’d heard the girls having their bouts of hysteria, they could see us lying down around them and I guess they must have thought we were a bunch of friends meeting up and having a joke together. It would have been very hard for them to see the thin corded net, even if Will’s body hadn’t been in the way. So they didn’t twig what was really happening and went straight back to their marathon kissing session.

“What the fuck are you doing? Get this off us or I’ll start screaming,” copper nob said loudly.

The next second she was writhing around underneath the net again as Micky and Jacko both went for her soles with their brushes. Then Jodi told them to stop it, pointed at both pairs of feet and waggled his thumbs. The guys began massaging the girls’ soles instead of tickling them, digging their thumbs into their insteps just enough to make it pleasant rather than painful.

I heard another kind of gasp from the redhead, one of surprise, and I tried to see around her mass of hair to the face underneath it. At the same moment she twisted her head around in my direction and I was looking into her greeny colored eyes above a snub nose and pert mouth. Aye, and if looks could have killed I’d have soon been in an even warmer place. She’d got her left elbow caught up in one of the net holes and was desperately trying to get it further out but wasn’t doing anything more than leaving red impression lines on that lovely white skin. She started kicking around with her feet as well, as much as she could, then went into another fit of giggles as she was tickled again. There was a lot of things I could have said but this was the time for Jodi to do the talking. Which he did as soon as we let the copper nob alone long enough to gasp for breath.

“It’s OK girls, it’s OK. We just want to talk to you for a while and we didn’t want you getting up and walking away from us because it was time to go back to work. Relax, we’re not going to hurt you.”

“You’re absolutely mad, you can’t do this,” big tits said. “Come on, get this net off us, or else … ”

“Or else what? Nobody can see it unless they get really, really close and every time you start making a noise we’ll start tickling your feet again. So why not talk about things first before you get all upset? You like having your feet massaged, don’t you?”

The red head was still spitting chips: “You’re mad, you’re fucking mad! Get this thing off us!”

“No. Nice day though, isn’t it?”

The pair of them made a concerted effort to sit up. With my weight on one side of the net and Will’s on the other they were only wasting their energy. Jodi let them struggle for a while, until copper nob started calling out. Instantly Micky and Jacko used the brushes again. I saw the couple underneath the next tree separate their lips and grin at us again as red hair and big tits made noises like a pair of mating cats. Then the pair went back to their own mating habits again. To them it was still all just larking around by a bunch of guys and a couple of chicks.

“We can keep this up as long as you like, ladies,” Jodi said calmly. “You want some more tickling or would you rather lie still and have your feet rubbed?”

“What the hell do you want?” the red head asked between gasps. She was clearly baffled about what was going on or how to deal with it.

“Ah, well, you have to understand that we’re a bunch of perverts who get our kicks out of touching girls’ feet. You wouldn’t deny us that little pleasure, would you?” Jodi’s voice was light and jokey. “After all it’s a nice feeling having your soles stroked, isn’t it?”

“But somebody might come along,” big tits protested.

“So what? Nobody is going to arrest us for obscene foot stroking in a public place, are they?”

He nodded to Micky and Jacko and they set to work again with busy hands on the bare feet in front of them. The big dark girl gave a little hiss of pleasure and we grinned at each other. The first crack in the defenses. Red hair was still whining though and it wasn’t because she was feeling happy.

“Our lunch break is over. We’ve got to go back to work now.”

“Oh no you don’t. That’s why we’ve netted you — because we couldn’t bear to see you both get up and walk away. Just tell your boss it was so hot you both fell asleep in the park and didn’t wake up until it was too late to be worth going back.”

“You’re mad; we’ll get the sack!” Her voice was rising in anger and Jodi made a painting gesture at Jacko. He immediately stopped massaging her soles and scratched her with the brush until she was laughing and begging for mercy at the same time. Jodi finally relented.

“Look, as long as you talk quietly and sensibly nothing like that is going to happen. So how about telling us your names? You with the red hair, what’s yours?”

“Maureen,” she answered, in between gasps as she tried to get her breath back from her latest encounter with the brush.

“Maureen, hey. And what’s your friend’s name?”

Big tits answered for herself: “Sandra — what’s yours?”

Jodi grinned at her challenging response. “Elvis. It’s a big coincidence, that is. Not only is my name Elvis, but all these other guys are also called Elvis. You can have our autographs by and by.”

“You’re mad; raving bloody mad. Somebody is watching this, for sure.”

Jodi leaned back on his heels and made a big performance of holding his hand flat over his eyes, pretending to scan the horizon like a cowboy on the films.

“Hmmm … Well, there’s the County Police Pipe Band over there … Mary Whitehouse has got her binoculars on us … Two Bishops and an Archdeacon next to her … oh yeah, and a TV camera from the BBC outside broadcast unit. Yes, you’re right, we’re the absolute center of attention.”

“There’s a guy and a girl under the next tree, I know that,” Sandra answered back.

“True — very true,” Jodi conceded. “Only they seem to be in a world of their own right now. And I wouldn’t be at all surprised if they don’t soon go back to work and leave you with us for the afternoon.”

“Look, you’ve had your joke,” Sandra said, clearly trying to sound calm and reasonable. “Now you have to take this net off us.”

“Why?” Jodi asked just as reasonably.

“Because this is crazy,” Maureen piped up. “If you don’t let us go we’ll scream … ”

“Go ahead. Next time you’ll get a tickling that will really drive you crazy.”

There was a silence then as both of them tried to figure their way past that threat. Jodi only sat there and grinned at us as he let them come to terms with the way things were turning out. Maureen put her right hand down her side and clutched at the net. A total waste of time because as long as Will’s weight and mine was still resting on top of it she’d cut her fingers off on the thin nylon cords long before she could lift it up. I noticed she was wearing an engagement ring on the other hand. At the same time Sandra was still talking.

“Look, seriously, what do you lot want?”

“I told you, we just want to rub your feet. No harm in that, is there?”

Maureen said: “Fuck off, you mad bastard!”

“Oh dear, I hate foul mouthed girls. Both brushes for Maureen. Round and round the garden, like a teddy bear: one step, two step, tickle under there!”

The poor red head tried kicking her feet around and much good it did her as Mark and Jacko held her ankles and then started flicking the scratchy bristles up and down her soles. Will leaned over and dabbled his fingers behind one of her knees and I put my right hand over her back and tickled underneath her armpit. She hadn’t had too much breath left in her to start with, so all she could do was to wriggle around helplessly and suck in air in desperate gulps. I honestly thought she was going to faint.

“That’s enough,” I said. “Enough!”

“I don’t know what it is with you girls,” Jodi remarked casually. “All we’re trying to do is put a little fun in your lives and you call us all kinds of dirty names. Why not relax for a while and enjoy the sensation?”

“Go away — leave us alone!” Sandra protested.

“I’m beginning to feel like a door to door salesmen here,” Jodi told her. “Only I’m not selling anything, I’m just trying to give away a little happiness. Let’s see if some more massaging puts you in a better mood.”

Both of the girls made futile little efforts to keep their feet away from the busy fingers behind them, but they weren’t going anywhere, not with six hands to four feet. And despite all the outrage it was soon clear that both of them were finding it an interesting experience to have their soles continually stroked and massaged. Not that Maureen was going to admit it.

“If you think you’re going to get us in the mood for any hanky-panky, you’re wrong.”

Hanky-panky! I nearly bust a gut holding in my laughter and I could see the other guys were in the same way. Jodi’s chin was trembling with self control: “Hanky-panky?” he drawled in an upper class voice. “My dear girl, I haven’t hanked my pank in an absolute age.”

Then we all did burst out laughing, and nobody was laughing more than Sandra. Mind you, I’m not sure if it was because of what Jodi had said or because Jodi had started to run his fingernails lightly up and down her soles.

Meantime I was looking around the park. The courting couple under the next tree were finally picking up their possessions and getting a lot of fun out of brushing bits of grass off each other’s clothes.

Further down the slope it was like an army reluctantly continuing a route march after a rest break: men and women, teenage boys and girls, all slowly getting back to their feet and walking towards the bridge. It was time to go back to the stuffy offices and shops, time to begin a hot afternoon of dreary work. All of them were in total boredom mode with their thumbs up their bums and their minds in neutral. Nobody seemed to have the slightest interest in us or the girls. But there was a woman walking towards us on the grass, middle aged, white blouse, long dark skirt, silly straw hat with flowers on it. She was cutting across the slope towards the top of the pathway and it looked as if she was going to pass close to us. The real bother was that a couple of kids, maybe seven or eight years old, were scampering around her.

I realized why Jodi had started tickling Sandra again when he put his other hand over to one of Maureen’s feet and got her gasping again as well. Not as uncontrollably as before, but enough to stop her from being able to shout out anything.

“You guys next to the girls, put your arms around them.”

I put my arm across Maureen’s shoulders and pressed myself against her as she unwillingly wriggled and giggled. I heard the kids laughing as well, thinking it was great fun to see grownups behaving like kids themselves. I took a swift glance up at exactly the same time as the woman’s gaze turned on us. She saw what she thought was some kind of horseplay going on and immediately looked away. Or maybe she was terrified that it might be foreplay. The kids lingered for a second or two, happily watching Jodi scratching the girls’ feet before they reluctantly scampered away in response to urgent calls of “Rodger, Laurel; Rodger, Laurel.” The middle class must have been passing us by.

Well, God bless the English habit of minding your own business. Once again it had saved the day and I relaxed as I watched the woman, the kids and the courting couple all leaving the area.

Will grinned: “Magic,” he said, and Jodi laughed out loud.

“Well, girls, it looks like it’s just you and us here now.” he said cheerfully. “Everybody else has gone back to work and left you here in our evil clutches.”

“I don’t know anything about what’s going on inside your mad brain,” Sandra protested. “But I know you’d better piss off now before you get into real trouble.”

“From where I’m sitting, you two seem to be the ones having all the trouble,” Jodi pointed out. “You don’t even know how many of us there are yet, do you?”

Which was true. Both of them were almost breaking their necks trying to see above and behind them. I noticed how the dappled rays of sunlight coming through the branches were lighting up Maureen’s hair into pools of deeper red.

“I’ll save you the effort of looking, ladies. There’s five of us and we don’t live in this town, so you’ll never see us again. Which means that it doesn’t really matter what you do for us because nobody else in this place will ever get to hear about it.”

Maureen grunted as Jacko rubbed his thumbs deep into the bottoms of her feet. Mark was massaging Sandra’s feet just as forcefully and I could see that her calves were trembling as if she was cold.

“What are you talking about?” Maureen asked.

“At the moment I’m still trying to explain the situation,” Jodi said. “Your friend here was talking about trouble. Maybe it’s time I showed you pair what real trouble looks like. What we need first though is some privacy. You two guys leave their feet alone now and sit up next to the girls, one on each side. Hold the papers open as if you were reading them. You two lying on the net stay where you are”

As Mark and Jacko collected their newspapers Jodi sat down cross legged between the girls’ head and the tree, then leaned back against the trunk.

“OK, girls, look around you. As much as you can, anyway. Nobody can see us from behind me because of the tree and nobody on either side will be able to see anything because of the open newspapers. I say newspapers but it’s only the News of the Screws — you know what they publish in that, all the stories about what the Vicar did with the choirboys in the vestry. I bet you two never thought you’d be appearing in the middle of that paper with your own little sex scandal, did you?”

“Fuck off!” Maureen said again, though not very loudly. He ignored her.

“Now, since you can’t see behind you, you’ll both have to take my word on this but there’s nobody between us and the river so you can commit whatever lewd acts you like without any worries about embarrassing some poor innocent onlooker. Of course I’ve still got to persuade you to do what I want but I think I can make some good points as to why you should do as you’re told. You see, the News has real big pages which is why it’s good for keeping things private in a public park. But that can be a real nuisance when the wind’s blowing and ruffling them up. So, guys, have you noticed anything unusual about those papers?”

“Yes,” Mark said. “The pages are all pinned together at the sides. The very long kind of pins with a little plastic knob at one end.”

“That’s right,” Jodi agreed. “Spot on, Mr Elvis, you’ve got sharp eyes. A little plastic knob at one end and a very sharp point at the other end. Would you pass one of them over here, please.”

Mark gave him one of the pins and Jodi held it between his knees, where both of the girls could see it. He was like a magician getting ready to demonstrate a trick.

“OK, Maureen and Sandra, I’d just like you both to imagine what would happen if I held your noses while my mates jabbed these into your arses. In fact, I can tell you what would happen, you’d honk like seals at feeding time and you’d be the only ones in the park who knew how much you were hurting. So maybe you’d like to think about that for a while.”

Jodi looked around at us. “You two with the papers, give a pin each to the guys on the net. Guys who get the pins, you stick them where’ll they do the most good. Not deep enough to hurt, mind, just enough so the ladies can feel them pricking.”

Will snorted with laughter as he took a pin from Jacko. I guess he must have pushed it too hard into Sandra’s backside though because she yipped like a puppy having its tail trodden on. Maureen kept on twisting her head around to try and see behind her until she felt my pin being pressed against one of the cheeks of her arse and then she gasped and lay still, mouth hanging open and staring down at the grass.

“Yeah, now they’re starting to get the message. You guys keep those pins there but don’t push them in any harder unless I tell you to.” Jodi jabbed the pin he was holding into a surfaced root. “We’ll leave this one here within reach in case I need it later on. Now, girls, seeing that we’ve saved you from having to work all afternoon, I thought it might be a nice gesture in return for you to play a little game with us. Are you ready?”

“A … a game?” Maureen slowly asked.

“That’s right; a game. It’s called the question and answer game. And before we start I want to make sure you completely understand the rules. I ask each of you a question in turn. If I don’t get an answer or I get the wrong answer you both get a pin jammed up your arse hole. So if you try to get smart you won’t be hurting just yourself, but your friend as well. So, Sandra, here’s your first question. What do you think is the next thing that you’re going to put into your mouth? Here’s a clue.” Jodi rubbed his hand over his crotch. “And remember what happens to both of you ladies if you guess wrong.”

Sandra’s dark skin had flushed to the color of bruised tomatoes and I saw her buttocks instinctively tightening as Will moved the pin down a millimeter.

“Oh God, it’s your cock!”

“No, not God’s but you can think of me as your own personal lord and master for the time being. And because I’m a nice master and you’ve said the right thing you don’t get hurt. OK, next question, what’s the next thing that Maureen’s going to suck on?”

I gave Maureen a tiny little prod with one of the pins and she quacked like a duck landing on a barbed wire fence: “It’s your cock. I’m going to suck your cock as well.”

And that was it, at least as far as the first part of the business was concerned. If either of them had been in a mood to put up an argument Jodi had - as always - found a very effective way of changing their minds. I’d never had much doubt that Sandra would do it, if only for the experience, but I’d thought that Maureen might be more of a problem. Still, what would have been the sense in trying to refuse? We could hurt her as much as we liked and we would have kept on doing it until she surrendered. So I guess she was smart enough to realize that Jodi was holding all the trump cards. He was certainly pleased enough with himself.

“I don’t know why everybody says women are so hard to get along with. Ask them in the right way and there’s nothing they won’t do for you. Isn’t that right, Maureen?”

“Yes.”

“Ah, now we come to the next part of the game. This is something you’ll have to concentrate very hard on. From now on whenever you talk to anybody with a cock you call them ’sir’. Is that clear, Maureen?”

“Yes, sir,” she answered — quickly.

“Is that clear, Sandra?”

“Yes, sir.” Again, no hesitation at all. Sandra was well and truly broken in. Trembling and nervous as hell, but ready to do her best.

Jacko and Mark grinned at each other over the tops of their newspapers and Will winked at me across the girls’ backs. The message was that we’d found ourselves two willing slaves. I lifted my head up and had a quick look around. A few people walking around or still lying under the trees but none near enough to matter. Yippee!

Jodi reached forward and grabbed Sandra’s big nose, then pinched Maureen’s between his thumb and forefinger. “OK, lads, wake them up.”

His description of the noise that the girls made when Will and I jabbed them was spot on — they did honk like seals. But I guess Jodi had already done extensive field trials in applied pinology as a quick and easy way of getting around arguments. He took his hands off the girls’ faces and made a big show about wiping them on the sides of his jeans. Maureen and Sandra were moaning with pain.

“OK, ladies, just to recap on the discussion. Each one of us is a sir to you and both of you are going to take turns at sucking whatever prick is put in front of you. Otherwise you get pricked yourselves, no exceptions. So here’s your next question and it’s for you, Sandra. Are you going to give me a blow job?”

She gulped like a frog catching a fly: “Yes, sir, I am.”

“And are you going to give me a blow job, Maureen?”

Her voice was high pitched, almost a squeal: “Yes, sir, yes!”

Jodi winked at us. “OK, then, let’s get started. You guys with the papers, keep us covered from view as well as you can. If anybody looks as if they’re going to come close to us, you say so, nice and loud, because I might be a bit distracted soon. You guys with the pins, don’t ever prick a girl while she’s got a cock in her mouth. If she doesn’t perform properly I’ll tell you what to do and when. So, let’s try it and see how we get on.”

Our leader glanced around, spread his legs out on either side of Sandra’s head, the left one resting on Maureen’s back, undid his belt, his jeans, and then his zip. He put his hands in the side of the jeans and pushed them down his thighs and over Sandra’s bun of black hair. As he never wore anything under his jeans that left her almost brushing noses with a three quarter erect cock. And even at only three quarter stretch Jodi’s cock was some sight. It certainly made Sandra gasp.

“Come on, let’s get the show on the road,” Jodi ordered. “Grab hold and start sucking.”

She did. She put her right hand up between his thighs and obediently bent her head forward to lick the tip of his cock. It reared up like an animal smelling food and Jodi laughed. Maureen couldn’t see what was happening because her face was close up against Jodi’s leg but she could hear everything, including the snorts of laughter from all the guys at the sight of Sandra slowly pressing her lips down around Jodi’s shaft. He patted her on the back of the head, on top of the bun, then put his hand on top of Maureen’s frizzy mass of hair.

“Your friend’s making a pretty good start, Maureen. She’ll have to do better than this though, otherwise she’ll get a pin all the way up her arse before long. It’s not a decent blow job until she’s got every inch of it between her teeth. I’ll give her a chance to improve though. Tell her to lick my balls now.”

“Yes, sir!” Maureen squealed. “Sandra, lick his balls!”

God, but it was funny. Sandra instantly did as she was told to. It was kind of hard for Mark and Jacko because they couldn’t watch the action all the time but had to keep looking up over their newspapers and around to make sure nobody was watching — nobody in a uniform, anyway, which was the main thing. Myself, I was pressing up against Maureen’s side and giving her a chance to feel another projection she was going to meet sooner or later. And I sure hoped it was going to be sooner because I was already desperate for my turn. The thing was, I couldn’t see any reason why we couldn’t take this pair down to the van later on — and I knew what was going to happen then, in every sweaty, pounding detail.

“Mmmm …. ” Jodi murmured happily as we all looked down at Sandra lapping away with her tongue like a thirsty bitch at a bowl of water “Not bad, Sandra. But what we all want to see now is how much cock you can get down your gullet when you really try. And I don’t want to alarm you but the pins will be waiting if I’m not convinced you’ve done your very, very best.”

In a moment that hair bun was lifting up and down as if it was a buoy on a gently rolling sea, with the waves quickly getting bigger. We could all hear the snorting sounds coming from her nose like a steam train pulling out of a station as she tried to find room in her throat for Jodi’s cock.

“Maureen, why don’t you encourage her on a bit,” Jodi suggested. “If you can’t think of anything to say perhaps we can jab something loose with the pin.”

I pressed the point home, as you might say, and Maureen was instantly inspired: “Suck him, Sandra, you slut! They’re all watching you do it, all the boys. They’re waiting to see him shoot a load of spunk right into your big mouth because you’re a slave and we’ve got to do every fucking thing they tell us to, understand?”

I guess she didn’t have much choice in what she had to say but I had to give her full marks for the enthusiastic way she said it. What made it most exciting was that she had no idea at all yet of what being a slave was really all about. She was going to learn though, and I guess Jodi was thinking the same way I was. He was starting to grunt with pleasure as Sandra’s mouth slid up and down his cock with her cheeks puckered in to prove how much she was trying. I could see her eyes tilted up to look at his face as she tried to judge how much she was pleasuring him — and whether it was enough to avoid getting her bum punctured afterwards.

“Somebody coming,” Jacko warned, anger in his voice.

“Nobody else look, keep your eyes down.” Jodi snapped. I could understand why he would be peeved about the interruption. “How many, how far, which direction?”

“Three kids, boys, about a hundred yards away, going up the slope, cutting across it. Probably coming within about twenty yards of us, the way they’re heading.”

“OK, Sandra, slow steady sucks for the time being but don’t stop.”

It seemed to take a long time before those bloody kids went past. They wandered past without taking a second look though, while Sandra kept on steadily bobbing her head over Jodi’s shaft. She was probably wondering whether she was going to become the biggest public attraction ever seen in the park. Or maybe having some of the pressure taken off her for a while was a help because she seemed to be getting all the way down with her slow strokes. Down far enough to have her lips touching Jodi’s hairs at any rate.

“All clear,” Jacko reported.

“Good,” Jodi said. “Maureen, get Sandra going again.”

She did: “Sandra, you cock sucking bitch, you get that prick down your throat like you do for Mitch! Get it really hot, the way Mitch wants it before he fucks you in his car. Suck it, you cock hungry slut!”

Oh, she was getting into the party spirit alright, no doubt about it. So was Jodi. He was holding Sandra’s coiled hair with both hands and forcing her up and down on his horn as she spluttered like a two stroke engine trying to fire up.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you later on, Sandra. If you only knew what we’re going to do to you two.”

It was a promise, a genuine promise. When we’d finished up here we’d march the pair of them down to the van. Then we’d put them in the back with the big mattress and lock a length of thin chain around their necks, with the chain running through a ring welded to the front wall. With that ahead and a piece of cane from behind they’d soon find themselves posing in ways they’d never even imagined, not yet.

Yeah, Jodi was bursting at the seams at the prospect of getting Sandra and Maureen into the van and so were the rest of us. But unlike us he had a girl desperately working to get him to blow his load into her throat. So it was no surprise at all when he erupted like a volcano; from the noise he made I thought Sandra might have spunk flying out of her ears as well as her mouth. She was coughing and wheezing for so long she must have swallowed a fair amount of it. Not that Jodi cared. He pulled his jeans back up, re-zipped them and stood up. Now he’d had his turn it was on for the rest of us. Will made the dark haired girl gasp with another touch of the pin.

“Shall I jab her?”

“No, I think she did pretty well for an amateur. Did you enjoy that, Sandra?”

“Yes, sir, it was great. I loved doing it for you.”

She was still coughing up gobs of white ooze onto the grass as she answered. Still she was certainly trying to do her best, customer service-wise.

“Look on the bright side, girl, at least it’s got the taste of coke out of your mouth. Now, who’s going to give Maureen something to play with?”

I reckon we all have preferred Sandra to her friend. On the other hand nobody cared as much about that as they did about getting blown out as soon as possible. Anyway Jodi gave me the nod and took my place on the net so I could get up against the tree. It seemed as strange as hell to be pulling down my pants out in the open. Jodi was right though, with the tree behind and the newspapers held open on either side it didn’t seem as if anybody could see us. Not that I was paying much attention after a while because Maureen turned out to be a fantastic little slurper, all lips and tongue and bright eyes, especially with Sandra telling her to blow me like a cock bandit — or else. In fact I got the net pulled back far enough for Sandra to be able to lean over and hold Maureen’s hair up so I could take a couple of clear shots of her with the polaroid.

Nothing like it: nice sunny afternoon, plenty of fresh air and having a girl help you take some souvenir snaps of her friend with her lips around your cock. Then I got them to change places so Maureen could take off Sandra’s dark glasses before I got her in the view finder. While that was developing I leaned back against the tree and watched Sandra swallowing my cock with the picture of Maureen doing the same thing still wet in my hand. Later on again Sandra grabbed Maureen’s tangle of hair and helped me give her mate a real face fucking. Can anybody wonder why I still remember Jodie with such respect? I mean, we’re talking a seriously misspent youth here.

Maybe the most amazing thing about the whole deal was that we had maybe an hour at the girls without hardly any need to delay the round robin rocks off. Sure, a couple of people went past, but never long enough to hold things up by more than a minute or two. By that stage Sandra had got a taste of my come as well, though I suppose it wouldn’t have had any different flavor to the five varieties she’d already sampled on her tongue. I guess maybe she was more concerned about her aching jawbone.

Maureen was having the same problem, made worse when she found herself trying to gargle with Will’s XXL sized cock. Watching her taking Will on was like watching a hunter trying to haul in a giant marlin: she was game but struggling. In the end we let Maureen take his bottom half corncob style while Sandra swallowed his helmet. Will was as happy as a daisy on a dunghill until we saw somebody else coming straight towards us. A woman, and what rang the alarm bells was that she was wearing exactly the same kind of overalls as Maureen and Sandra; same style, same color.

“Hey, girls, we’ve got a woman coming towards us, dressed like you. Tall, close cut silvery hair, mid forties maybe, big hips and a set of tits big enough to ski down. Do you know her?”

“Oh God!” Sandra sounded desperate. “It’s Martha — our leading hand. The boss must have sent her from the packing department to look for us. We said we were going into the park for our crib break.”

“Packing department, hey? What’s she packing on her chest deserves an entire department to herself. OK, guys, knives out and open but hidden. Let her come right up. Wherever she stops, I want a blade behind each knee straightaway. Hey, and girls, smile and say cheese.”

The girls couldn’t seem to believe what they were hearing. “For fuck’s sake, she can’t see us like this!” Sandra protested.

It was all too late by then, far too late. The woman had seen Sandra’s legs and Maureen’s legs, and the bottoms of their overalls. She came straight towards us, walking across the slope but still looking hot, tired and totally pissed off about the whole deal. Especially when she thought her two missing workers had stayed on in the park to talk to a bunch of boys. She came right up, looked down over the newspapers and the expressions that appeared on her face afterwards — well, if any actor could repeat them, she’d be bloody good one. Good enough for an Oscar as far as I’m concerned.

First it was anger at being put to so much trouble. Then open mouthed astonishment at the sight of Will’s bared cock rearing up with Maureen’s and Sandra’s fingers holding it. Blushing embarrassment at disturbing a thriving little orgy, wide eyed and looking around in astonishment that this could be going on in the middle of the park. But it was when she felt a knife blade touch her behind each knee that she began to comprehend what was really happening. Her eyes shot around, at Jacko, at me and then down at our knives against her legs. Finally, she looked at the girls again and saw the net. It’s not often you find a woman without a word to say but this was one of those rare times.

“Throw the newspapers over their heads,” Jodi said. Mark grabbed the papers we’d been reading and threw them across Will’s lap and on top of the girls’ heads.

“OK, ladies, back to work, otherwise we’ll have to do something you’ll regret.”

With the pins still held against their arses neither of them were prepared to argue the point — or the points. Martha saw the pins as well and looked even more like a cow with concussion, especially when the newspapers began rustling and sliding around. The leading hand sounded like distressed life stock as well, her breathing still heavy from quick walking in the hot sun. Well, there was a lot of her to move around.

Like Jodi had said, she had more front than Selfridges and hips you’d need a county surveyor to measure off. He was right about her age as well, forty plus. But Martha was no ruin, not by a long chalk. The building might be settling now and over extended in places but the original architecture had been a fine piece of work and was still worth looking at. I reckoned she might have been a swimmer — still might be — her legs were well muscled with hardly any hint of a belly underneath her overalls. No sign of popped veins in the soft skin my knife edge was leveled against. As for her face, apart from being flushed with exercise and shock, it was … well, older women, what words can you use? Not beautiful, not this one — not beautiful now and never had been. Good looking maybe once, even with her big nose and heavy jaw line. But always strong, you knew that with one look, always a strong person and made stronger with age, like fermenting liquor. Maybe surprised and a bit bewildered right now, yet not for long.

Yes, I admit it. Even back then I had a thing about older women, especially those with any sort of class. Screwing them to me was sex plus — sex plus a chance that maybe I could get some of their sophistication to rub off on me. And if I had my time over again I’d still think exactly the same way: a girl is a fuck, a woman is an experience. And that was about Jodie’s philosophy as well.

“Hello, Martha,” he said cheerfully. “You’ve come looking for your missing girls, have you? I’m sorry we detained them but they’re learning a new trade to fall back on in case you ever fire them. Incidentally, talking about falling back, have you ever heard about a horse being hamstrung? It was the way the peasantry in the middle ages dealt with the rich knights in their fancy armor. They’d slash the knight’s horses behind the knees with their sickles and the horses would fall down. Bad news for the knight because he ended up like your girls here, with sharp points in all the worse places. It was bad news for the horse as well because it could never walk again. You’ve no interest in being hamstrung, have you?”

Martha looked down again, to either side, at Jacko and me, and at the knifes rubbing against the back of her own knees. She was still trying to catch up on things and I couldn’t blame her, not having walked into what was virtually a rape scene and then getting a lesson in ancient history. Coupled of course, with a threat of immediate grievous bodily harm which would leave her crippled for life. It was all too much for one walk in the park. Still, say what you will, Jodi was always a prime example of the really useful things you can learn from a government run education system.

“Come on, Martha, say something, even if it’s only ‘hello’,” Jodi continued. “Better still, sit down and talk to us. It’s a lovely day for a chat.”

Maureen’s mouth opened and closed a couple of times like a goldfish that has suddenly realized its bowl is round and it’s spent a lifetime going nowhere. Until I stood up and pushed down on her shoulder. Again she looked as if she was trying to say something but then got down on her knees. She touched the net and plucked at it as if reassuring herself it was actually there.

“Who are you?”

“Oh, just strangers passing through: ships in the night,” Jodi answered casually. “You might say we’ve forcibly detained Maureen and Sandra so it’s not their fault they were late back for work. It won’t be yours either, so I guess you’ll have to think up some explanation. Maybe you could say the girls found a lost kid in the park and were trying to find who it belonged to. I’ll let you make up the rest of the story.”

Will grunted and lifted up one of the papers as if to check who was doing what. Then he lifted up one side so Martha could see Sandra and Maureen sharing his cock. Martha giggled, her fingertips touching her heavily lipsticked lips as she watched the girls giving Will the business.

“Your friend is a big lad.” She sounded remarkably calm.

“We all are,” Jodi came back. “That’s why we need a big girl like you to give us our daily exercise. How about it, Will, do you think you could work up a sweat shagging Martha?”

“Fucking right,” Will said happily. “Get the old bitch on her back with her legs wide open and I’ll fuck her until her false teeth rattle.”

Martha’s cheeks flushed a shade deeper than they already were but she rallied well: “No you won’t. I don’t have any false teeth.” Then she stretched out her right hand. There were gaudy rings on each finger and the long nails were painted as red as her lips: “Excuse me.”

I watched — as surprised, I guess, as the other guys — as she reached under the papers. I couldn’t see what she was doing but there was a kind of absorbed look on her face, like a housewife checking out the firmness of a piece of fruit on a market stall. Will grinned at her, stuck out his tongue and waggled the tip as a promise of what he’d like to do to her in return. Martha’s eyes lit up with the brilliance of a lighthouse’s windows on a moonless night.

“At least your cock is in better shape than your face, young man. But nobody is fucking me in the middle of a park. Isn’t there anywhere else we can go?”

Will looked at Jodi for an answer. Maybe he was stunned at Martha’s self spoken eagerness to be screwed at the earliest possible chance. The sun might be shining in a clear blue sky but it seemed to be raining women. Jodi smiled at our latest female acquisition.

“Now you mention it, we do have a Bedford van down there at the car park. And it just so happens there’s a double sized mattress in the back. I guess we could let Maureen and Sandra take you down there.”

She let go of Will’s cock: “Maureen and Sandra?”

“Oh, we’ll come along as well. But if you try to get away and they let you, we’ll take these rather naughty polaroid pics of the girls and pin them up on a church notice board somewhere before we leave town. I bet that would get plenty of people lifting up their eyes to the Lord.”

It was a statement which sure lifted up Maureen and Sandra’s eyes — and made them squeal in shock. Sandra’s head came up out of the sliding newspapers to protest and got her a smack on the ear from Will for neglect of duty: “Keep sucking, bitch!”

“No need for alarm, ladies,” Jodi said reassuringly. “All you’ve got to do is to finish off Will and then take Martha down to the van. Getting us all inside will be a bit of a squeeze but I guess we’ll manage. Then we’ll go for a little ride to a nice shady spot I know that’s not far away. We’ve got some pies and pop in the van so we can all have a nice little picnic and then go home.”

The girls seemed content to settle down to blowing Will again as Martha watched them with eyes as prominent as a dead cod’s. Jacko still had his knife on the back of her knee but Mark was holding her right hand and tracing circles in her palm with his fingertip. I guess my impression of Martha was that she was about as likely to try to run away from us as the average pools winner would be to return a winning check.

Jodi beckoned me with his finger and spoke quietly: “Get down to the van. When you see us coming open the doors and put a piece of sacking over the license plate. Hide the chains and the cane underneath the mattress for the time being.” He grinned. “I like to keep the best for last.”

“OK.” I stood up.

“Yeah, and pick up these bloody coke cans and paper bags and put them in a rubbish bin. I can’t stand people with dirty habits.”

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