“You’ve learned a lot about photography, I can tell.”“She has a good eye,” Shannon agreed.“Matt has been teaching me.”“Which makes it ...all the more surprising!”Funny... But even there, I was given three cute grins, so I couldn’t really complain.After a long and intermittent hike through the woods, we ended up at the upper pool, where we took a rest.“Have you been swimming much?” Heather asked.“Just Lara and Tommy have, a few times,” I replied.“I’ve not been in,” Muireann added.“Too cold for. "Fucking right," Al said, "Here Sandra ordered this huge fucking strap on from Amsterdam, got her inches and meters fucked up, fucking huge it is!" "Tonight?" I asked. "Fucking Band's playing at St Giles," Al apologised, "Sorry." "Tomorrow then?" I asked. "Footie on the box," we settled on Thursday. Thursday came and we met up after Band practice around ten, Me, Al, Sandra, Harley Charlie and Big Norman, Chalky and Sinbad bottled it but we had enough. Al brought the van round, christ you should. I play with her breasts, toying with her nipples in my hands. She writhes on her left hand as she determinedly clutches my cock in her right. No words, but her gasps and groans set me ablaze. I don’t speak, my groans match hers. I can hear the wetness of her pussy as she plays and rocks and bounces.She removes her left hand from her soaked pussy, and wraps it around my throbbing, flaming cock. Moving her mouth away from me, she arises, and slowly, almost as if being watched from afar, she. Both Cathy and Tracy were in that situation. The first I knew about it was when I was watching the evening news. Cameras were rolling when I spotted Cathy being wheeled out on a stretcher and loaded into a waiting ambulance.I quickly called Alex to alert him about what was going on. Then I made a bee line for the hospital. When I got there it was pandemonium with staff running back and forth from patient to patient assessing their conditions treating the most severe cases first. The maintenance.