Then he used a finger to gather some of my juice, and slowly slid his finger onto my puckered little arse hole. He then slowly started to push against... my hole. I relaxed as much as I could, as he was pushing harder and then he was inside me,then he slid it back out. I let out a little gasp as he got some more of my juice, then slid his finger back into me but deeper than last time. “Fuck you’re tight “ he whispers to me. I suddenly feel another one of his fingers probing my hole. “I’ve got some. "Leave her alone. I'll be more than enough for you," Tammi bragged.She slid her hands under my shirt and ascended until she found my girls tamed in a front-clasped bra. Unclipped it and removed shirt. She teased my nipples by pinching em and flicking her wet tongue over em.The bathroom door opened slightly, and Wendi stuck her head out."OMG. Yall still at it?" she asked.I replied by moaning loudly. She slammed the door shut again."She's such a drama queen. I'll help you rid that problem," Tammi. The old building materials would have to be cleared out from around the job site, foundations had to be dug and the foundation slabs poured. Depending on what the architect and his or her pet mechanical engineer said, I was thinking about a one hundred and thirty foot long by fifty foot wide slab on the order of one foot thick for the house, and a thirty foot by sixty foot slab for the barn. The pads would have to be suitably reinforced by welded re-bar grids.Since pre-stressed hollow-core. I crept up to the window, commando army man style, and looked down, Denise was on her back, nothing on but a T shirt & Cindywas feasting on her pussy! I thought I would cum in my shorts right there! The big problem with now being outside, wasno sound. This lasted only a few seconds & Cindy downed Lori's drink. They all clapped & laughed, Denise did not put hershorts back on, I could tell she was drunk, she just sat up indian style & picked who was next. She picked Sara andshe must have taken.