I dig my right hand into them, while the left one plays with my breasts. I squeal. It's so cold outside, and yet I'm in flames. I can feel my hard cli...t, almost dying to be exposed. I kneel and take them off, sitting back up again and rubbing it in circles. I know my neck is flushing red with blood, just like you like it. I can almost feel you kissing it, licking, while a finger enters my pussy, and I let out a big moan. It comes up to rub my clit and down again. But it's not enough. I turn. " Where is your logic, Victoria? Chantelle is not my favourite person. But she does have presence. Do you think that any man would not notice those sexy short skirts she wears? Or that pair of Bristols that come around the corner ten minutes before she does."I think I told you Chantelle was a looker. No guys ever miss Chantelle. Unfortunately quite a few guys have found that out, to their cost.Victoria looked slightly confused. I think the argument was about over and she was about to capitulate. ..: wait 3 has joined them. It’s neck and neck”One of Dave’s new friends was fucking 2 as his friend stepped up behind number 3. They both looked at each other smiled and laughed as they got their focus back. They were both gripping the girls by the hips and thrusting in and out of their girls as hard as as fast as possible, neither showing any sign of their more senior age “come on number 3” Dave shouted “sorry mate” he laughed at the other guy “come on 3 fuck that slut make her the champion”. Gripping her hips firmly, he thrust his shaft between her arse cheeks; the zipper which ran from the pubic area of her groin to the top of her buttocks, was now fully open and the old man grunted as he stabbed 101's pucker with his bulbous knob. 101, coughing, pulled the other man's knob out of her mouth and with cum splashed over her face and coughing as she struggled with copious amounts of semen, called back over her shoulder, "Sir...I must ask you to use lube...it will be easier to.