The boys talked football and James Bond. I sensed that we were all getting a bit drunk.When we arrived home, Tim and I went to get changed for bed. No...rmally we both sleep naked but Tim put on a pair of shorts and t shirt, while I wore a night shirt that covered me to halfway between my knees and my ass.Paul was sitting on an armchair, watching the tv, so Tim and I sat on the sofa.As I said, we were all a bit drunk so after about ten minutes I started stroking Tim's leg and kissing him. Such. Candy positioned my schlong between her beautiful breasts and held them around my cock. It felt amazing, fucking her beautiful breast pillows.She looked just lovely while I fucked her breasts, a blonde beauty wearing the reddest lipstick you’ve ever seen. Her eyes looked deep into mine while I fucked her cannons. She must have double D’s, but they were firm and very natural. Her pink nipples were as hard as erasers.She begged me to cum all over her gorgeous chest. She lay on the floor, while I. The weather was kind and we had time for a quick canter round the block on the Friday night. Julia was off out with the current boyfriend – yes, even though she often slept in my bed, she still had boyfriends, and when they left her unsatisfied, guess whose bed she ended up in. Kathleen and I got in at dusk and put the horses to bed. She put her hand in mine as we crossed the stable yard, so I gave her a little kiss and thanked her for her company. She was blushing a little as we made our way. She'd figure it out later. A good jog always cleared her mind. But she had to find something to wear before she could go out.Then she had it. David had left some sweats here for when he slept over so he didn't have to worry about what to wear for his early morning jogs. After he had left yesterday, she had washed his clothes, and they were still in the laundry basket by the door where she left them when she finished last night.But as she walked, she noticed another problem. The panties she wore.