As did he, and he moved closer to me, he approached and smiling he slipped his arms around my waist.I know I should have told him I was married, I kno...w I should have walked away, but I didn’t. Fuelled up and vodka, beautiful summer’s night, and the fact hubby hadn’t shagged me that night made me feel very randy. As his arms grasped my waist he leaned forward and our lips locked, my arm drifted across his shoulders as we snogged away.I could feel my pussy throbbing as this guy snogged me. The she slowly nudged herself back into Jim. He gasped as she must have entered him, slowly she pushed forward. Then his face changed as the head of her cock was inside him. She grabbed his hips and started fucking him, slow rhythmical strokes. Jim began bouncing back to meet her strokes. Kate bent over him, reaching under his body, she grabbed his already hard cock. As she fucked him, she was wanking him, her hand moving to the same rhythm as her hips and cock. She was fucking him for at least. "Mmm, baby, come on, give me that warm, sticky spunk," I said, between licking his big shaft, "I'm such a little cumbucket, I want it all over my face."All I had to do was ask for it, it seems, as almost as soon as I'd said that, I felt that oh so good stream of warm sticky cock juice hitting me on my sticky lips. I licked them and sensually savoured the salty taste as another stream of spunk hit me across my forehead, making my hair stiff and sticky once more. It kept coming as more covered my. At first glance, he had thought the ants were Scar and Dent and he wondered why they were in the lounge. He then started picking out the differences. For one, the white patch on the head of the ant on the couch nearest him was more of a stripe than a scar. This ant was also a little smaller than Scar was and its chitin had a reddish hue that was even in colour over its body and legs.It was recognition of the other ant that made him gasp. “Stix!” he cried and hurried over to the couch. He.