Ignore what I said." The night continued as usual as we all had a few more drinks. I felt my phone buzz again. God, what does he want now?I opened my ...phone to my surprise, it wasn't my husband. It was a message from Rodney saying only one word: "NOW." "Now?" I texted back. "But he's right here. How do I sneak away?"He texted, "I'm going to say I'm going for a smoke. Say you're going to the bathroom or something and go out the back door. Meet me in my car." K..." I texted.Rodney got up he went. Two pair of six-fingered hands reached out to my torso. The upper pair began pinching and massaging my nipples while the lower pair grabbed me around the waist - three fingers of each hand in front, three behind, and held my pelvis in a hard grip. The 'legs' hunched forward, bringing the creature's lower half in contact with my buttocks, while pushing my legs out to the sides.As the appendage invading my urethra passed through the sphincters into my bladder, I suddenly felt a large, slippery. The festival lasts for five days, starting this weekend. Both are laughing and explain that both of their moms are cooks who help prepare the food.“All the money raised goes to promote the Greek ancestry of the community. It was a Greek family that actually started Burwell nearly one hundred years ago. I know you will like it.”My co-pilots names are Elena Aggecopoulos and the young lady in the backseat is Tracy Chelonis. Both girls are fourteen ... going on twenty-one. Their company certainly. She put the grocery bags in the passenger seat and told me to get on the floor. I laid down on my back and she ripped off my pants. My cock was hard after watching her bending over to get the car ready. She quickly took off her panties, but left her skirt on. She pushed me back and straddled my legs. She asked if I liked titties and opened up her blouse to expose her good sized breast. Then she grabbed my cock and guided me to her wet opening. She slowly sat down on my hard cock and I entered.