The stream was quite shallow and only came up to my calves, but it was a shock landing in the stream from firm dry ground. There was a bank about two ...feet high either side of the stream which in itself was six feet wide. I looked around closely, so I would recognise the exact spot that I had to return to in ninety-two days. There was a large boulder just to my right with a young chestnut tree growing out the back. I climbed up the bank and stood on the edge, making sure that I would remember. OH GOD YES she cries. Are you ready for me I ask? Samantha spins around the bed and forces her spent and soaked pussy on my waist. She slides her pussy down my waist to my cock. She traces the length of the shaft with her dripping box. My pre and her spit mix with her already creamy snatch. Lets just say there was zero trouble sliding into that amazing hole. I feel her pulse and quiver inside as I slide in inch by inch. She whimpers, thank you for coming and starts to rock herself. "What about your boyfriend?" I groaned as my hands dropped to her head. Popping off my spit soaked cock, she replied, "What boyfriend?" just before sucking my left nut into her mouth.I knew I should stop. After all, these were paying guests. But I didn't! I just rolled my hips, letting her feast on my manhood. This went on for a good minute or two, Meg alternating between my shaft and my nuts. Suddenly, she stopped, pulling her shirt over her head.Seeing my puzzled look she said, "Don't want. I was following Brigid in to her living room, when she stopped dead in her tracks. There stretched out, with his bare feet on the coffee table was a young man, whom I took to be Liam Brigid looked surprised and sounded annoyed, "What are you doing here Liam, I thought you were playing rugby today?" Liam slowly turned his head and said," Nah, I couldn't be arsed, it's too hot, anyway." Liam looked me up and down with faint interest. He was quite a good-looking young man, short sandy hair, a few.