He starts talking to me, telling me how he’s wanted to do this all year. Wanted to teach me what being a dirty little tease would get me. Hands spre...ad my thighs, fingers sliding up and down my slippery slit. A finger pushes roughly inside my wet hole. He leans over me and whispers in my ear, tells me that he likes how wet I am for him. I moan and he smacks my ass again. He whispers to me that he’s going to fuck me like the little slut I am and I shiver. My nipples are so hard they ache as. He was gathering up the bottom of the cloak, the cold air pressing against my hot skin as it kept going up, up, up past the knees, past my thighs and up above my waist. I couldn’t stop the slight nervous quivering in my thighs, or the loud, thunderous beating behind my ears as he continued to gather up the material, leaving the bottom half of me bare except for my undies. He stood again and tied it back so it knotted between the bed and I, and held. While his hands scooped up past my waist to. ‘Oh fuck!’ Debbie cried, four fingers now working in her soaking pussy, sliding over and around each other. Jardin leaned down and kissed her, their tongues deep in each other’s mouths as they finger fucked her. ‘Oh God!’ Debbie gasped, thrusting her cunt up over and over as they moved their fingers faster and deeper. ‘Fucking – – cumming!’ she cried, her pussy spasming and clutching around their fingers until she could take no more and had to push Jardin’s hand away, laying back and gasping. I picked Cath up from her house. She was wearing a blue top and blue skorts. Standing about 5'4" Cath looked every inch the pocket dynamo, cute as a button with auburn hair and freckles. A quick hug and a peck on the cheek and we were off. We chatted as we always did about what was going on in our lives and who we'd been in touch with from uni. At the golf course it became clear that Cath was very much a learner. She was worried that I would get frustrated with her standard of play. Quite the.