And yummy," Moira continued." ... and dangerous," added Gary, sternly.I decided to have a Pina Colada too, but I asked them not to put in too much rum..., because I wasn't supposed to drink. Gary wanted a beer.From looking at the menu, it looked like Vietnamese food was kind of like Chinese, which I'd had a few times. But there were a bunch of things that just looked weird. I ordered Sweet and Sour Chicken, not being brave enough to order Fried Duck Tongues with Tangerine. Moira got a Green Papaya. Once inside, I was surprised at just how large the place was, yet it was packed with people. The band was playing 80’s songs and Kel and I went over to the bar to get a drink. Kel is 46, fit, nice and I mean NICE perky rack and legs that go all the way up to heaven. She was dressed conservatively but cute for our dinner with our friends. Black skirt, white blouse a little low cut but with her bra on didn’t put on a show.After about an hour Kel and I each had a few drinks and had. I put my shoes on, and stood up. He held out his hand, I took it and went to where I left them. I dressed and we walked back towards the pond, then past it. He said he lived on the other side of the woods, and he owned the land the pond and woods were on. We went a little ways and the woods ended. I saw a huge fence,looked eight feet tall and several yards across. We went around the corner and a wooden gate was there. Went through it, there was a big pool, trampoline, and swing set, a large. Her ass was still stuck up in the air so Harry crouched down over it and lined up his penis again.“Ah, yes!” Fleur cried out. “Fuck me into the ground, Harry!” Fleur screamed in pleasure as Harry returned to pounding fiercely into her pussy. Harry could see Fleur’s face, her mouth was parted in bliss and her eyes were glazed over.Raising one of his hands, he roughly smacked one of her ass cheeks. Fleur gasped at the stinging pain and moaned. “God I love you, Harry,” she cried out. Fleur’s back.