Don't you follow the rugby, Mr Mcpeevie?" "Me?....Na. Far to energetic."'Bet that's the truth, ya fat fuck' she said, again under her breath....."I'l...l get your tea". "And a bacon butty!" "Yes sir", she replied, shaking her head as she walked away from him....'ya fat bastard', escaped her whispering lips......OooooLesley lay in the bath, Sunday morning, glad it was her weekend off. Foe just under 24 hours she had done absolute nothing, save cook a few meals for the k**s, and put some washing. We were both wearing knee length silk dressing gowns without belts.And they were wide open.Kerri has often told me a semi-naked body is far sexier than a totally naked one.At that moment I loved Kerri’s long legs in high heels, her good tits with erect nipples and her shaved pussy.Just as Judy said, Jean Pierre was obviously French, bi-lingual, handsome, and twenty years younger than us.We would soon learn if he was well hung and as Judy suspects bisexual.“Wow, what a greeting.“Two very. The kiss continued. My hands were moving. I was riding my hands around Ashley's hips. I slid them down her legs. I started touching her thighs. She gasped. I kept moving. She gasped again as the kiss continued. And then I backed up. I didn't know what the fuck to do.Ashley dropped to her knees right in front of me. And shocked the shit out of me as she took my dick in her hand, started gently caressing the shaft, started stroking me, and I swear to God I thought she was going to jerk me off. .