This made it awkward for Sarah to go to collect her things but after finally working up the resolve to do it she drove over one afternoon and taking a... deep breath knocked on the door. To Sarah's relief it was Kiel's Dad, Carl who answered. "Kiel isn't home at the moment" Carl explained. "He has gone to his mates in London for the weekend." To be honest, I have just come to collect a few things and it might be easier without him. Is there any chance I can just pop in and pick them up?" Sarah. “Go and stand in the corner, keep your feet and knee’s together and make sure it doesn’t fall out”. She did and looked fairly uncomfortable in the process. I let Carol stand for 5 minutes or so then approach Claire who had been sitting on a chair watching. “Up you get and follow me”. I sat in the middle of the sofa and had Claire lay across my lap, face up with her bum in my lap. For 10 minutes I played my hands up her legs feeling her pussy through the tight nylon, her small tits through her. She gave me a nod and a wink, and we spoke briefly but nothing about the wild sex that we were having. Saturday morning, she texted me and asked me to come to her house around noon. I got there and she was wearing a black lacy skirt with pink panties visible through the fabric. She had on a loose-fitting black sweater and she looked hot. Her freckles looked so pronounced and her thighs looked so inviting. She guided me out to the back porch where she lit a joint and took a couple of deep drags. Jab usne mere lund dekha to aankhen phar phar kar mere lund ko dekhate huwe boli ohhhhhh kya zabardar mota aur lamba lund hai tumahar aur lund pakad kar wo mere laude ki chamadi pichhe kar ke supade ko bahar nikal kar chumane lagi. Phir wo mere lund ko muh me lekar gulap gulap chusane lagi. Kuchh der bad wo khadi hokar mere hothon ko chumane lagai maine bhi himmat kar ke unke hoth chusane laga phir apni jibh uske muh me dal kar uski jibh se khelne laga aur mera bayan hath uski pith par phirate.