I could have kept going, clipping imaginary tufts of grass forever, if Bev had not summoned me to finish, and to bring my "gorgeous and obedient" arse... back over to her. Reaching over the fence, she smoothly caressed my bottom, before turning her palm on edge, to allow it to slowly, and forcefully navigate the crack between my buttocks. This clearly crossed the line, and I was conscious of this fact, but Bev had taken control of my inhibitions and judgement, and I was unable to hold back. My. Your hips began to involuntarily roll, allowing me deeper access to the walls of your cunt. Your moans on my cock got louder and longer, until you pulled off, panting, "Don't stop!...Oh God. Please don't stop." You held your breath as the rictus of orgasm consumed you. I discontinued my assault until you ceased to thrash on the countertop. You reached into the pocket of your skirt and pulled out your panties, draping them on my raging hard-on. "How long do you think you can keep this up?" you. Just as the cock in her was coming, she felt him withdraw then warm liquid paint her asshole, pale cheeks and balls. The old vomit-smelling man asked if she liked it, and someone grabbed a handful of Holly’s red hair and nodded her head “yes” for the cheering horde. Max, finally stood up, telling the old man “I told you I would get you a piece of ass Carl, now fork over the cash!” Carl happily gave him a $50 and said, “That was the best pussy I had in 20 years” then Max said, ‘That was the. My moment had gone: my prick was completely limp. After about 10 minutes, my embarrassment had abated somewhat and I decided to go out.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, Julie came out from the lounge.“I am so sorry” she said “I thought you had gone out earlier and had come to collect your laundry.”“No” I said “It is me who must apologise.”“There’s no need to apologise. You were just doing what comes naturally. Especially if you don’t have a girl to help you “get rid of the stress”.I was a.