My pussy was nice and moist, just
wet enough to lube my butt plug as I slipped it in and
out of me. Peter was waiting in the kitchen with glasses
of champagne, he gave us a glass each, then parted my
(and clares) cunt lips with his cold fingers. Indian hot sex I
could feel her tongue in my ass as I sucked her out. The two johns came round on either side of us, gave
our butts a playful spank and ushered us into the
house. Peter has a
hose connected to the bath taps, Clare leant over the
bath and turned the taps on, getting the water nice and
warm, I was sitting on the toilet, removing my butt
plug. It was
time for a 69. I went straight over to her when we got out, threw my
arms around her, “glad you got the clothes babe”. It
seemed to last forever, my head was spinning, I was in
seventh heaven. Then she
started to go. Peter has an attic, we can use it in the summer, too
cold in winter It has bare floorboards. The
two john’s were standing at the door naked, holding
their stiff dicks. Clare laid out
on her back on the sheet and I kept standing at first
and let out several long hot gushes over her.
