We were standing by the car and three guys came walking over, nude, cocks swelling up looking at Jen and maybe me."Hi, can we fuck her?" one of them s...aid. The others were shaking their heads up and down. Jen says "All of you, please? I need to cum, alot."Thet grabbed her, dragged her down a dirt path with me trailing behind. We got to a clearing, basically dirt, little grass and threw her to the ground. She statrted rubbibg her clit, her cunt flooded, her asshole swollen and soaked, the dildos. “Yeah, two,” Ben sighed, “You can only pick one of us to go.” Albus suddenly realized he had the same problem. Two tickets. Five friends he would want to take. Who was he going to choose? Not Rose. They may have been friends since they were babies, but she just didn't have a passion for Quidditch. Neither did Kaden. He was another to cross off the list. John and Matt were the Quidditch fans. He'd have to choose between them. Amanda liked Quidditch well enough, but she didn't. We were walking back, arm in arm, we stopped held each other and our lips met, your tongue probed into my willing mouth, and mine met with yours.I felt your warm caress as we kissed in the moonlight, and started to become aroused, I was sure you could feel my cock pushing into you so I pulled you closer. As we broke away and started walking again, we chatted about how nice it was and how good the day had been, and then we started talking about more personal things, I think I asked if you had. "Heidi," her mother said chidingly, "Don't talk to Carl that way. Just because you are married now, doesn't give you an excuse to be rude. Speaking of which, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't invited to the wedding," her mother let her voice take on a sappy hurt quality that was just as face as her press on nails."Why would you be invited? We haven't spoken to each other in four years, too short a time if you ask me."Her mother scoffed, "This child," she complained to her husband,.