Short dark hair, goatee (which I normally don't like but this looked really hot) and a fair bit over six-foot. We settled in for the afternoon drinkin...g and shooting some pool. Conversation was light and open; Josh had told Ryan that I was bisexual and the three of us talked about how few gay guys there were in town. Around 10pm (we'd been playing pool since 5pm), Jazza and Ryan asked me if I wanted to go back to their place for a few drinks and we'd pick up something to eat on the way home.. I was so embarrassed with the description the manager was giving to them about me. One of them asked whether he could feel my boobs and the manager nodded his head. He came in front of me and grabbed both boobs and pressed them a few times. Then we moved towards the next group.After the introduction was over we got a table and food started to arrive. We ate our dinner and then plates were removed. The table was been kept empty and as soon as it was done. the manager pulled me and settled me on. "Jesus," Sophie muttered after five minutes."Move," Emily appeared and shoved Greg aside. "That's just tragic."Emily's blonde hair spilled over Sophie's thighs as she took Greg's place between them. She pushed Sophie's caramel legs out wider, repositioning her hips just-so, then slid her panties off and set to work.Em started with long, slow licks down the length of her sex, beginning just outside of Sophie's entrance and stopping just shy of her clit. She let Sophie's smooth pussy lips engulf. The morning seemed to drag by as Kate and I were banished to our rooms. We could hear auntie preparing the picnic and then explaining on the phone to her sisters what we had done and how we were to be punished. We were called down. Looking at us both Auntie said, “I’ve spoken to Aunt Mary and Aunt Sally to explain that you will be given the cane at the end of the picnic and to make sure that they were OK with that.” I couldn’t help it, I blurted out, “And?” “They both completely understand.