1. Annie does the rock concert – A Sequel to &l


    Date: 12/31/2016, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: ammotr, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the five bikes returning, and keep my imagination in check. Annie had promised to give me a ‘blow by blow’ run down of the whole weekend later. As they roared away, I noticed my neighbour peering over the fence, apparently curious about the noise of the idling bikes. By the look on his face, he’d figured out Annie was off for a dirty weekend. He knew her only as the sweet, attractive lady from next door, and I’d caught him perving on her more than once. His imagination must have kept him awake all weekend too! Fast forward two days. It was mid-evening Sunday before the unmistakable roar in the street signalled the return of the boys with their bikes and their ‘birds’. Annie was wearing the denim skirt. It was short enough when she was standing; sitting legs wide apart on the pillion, the skirt was bunched up half way to her waist, her white panties plain for all to see. This time I was sure; they were very damp. Annie’s rider ‘Splint’(..?), steadied her as she half-climbed and half-slumped from the bike, obviously exhausted. Oblivious of my presence, her skirt still hiked up, she put her arms around Splint’s neck and kissed him, slurring ‘Oh Splint, I wish I could come home with you. I’d do anything for you and the boys.’ Splint smirked at me as he replied. ‘Now come on Annie. You need to rest. You stay here with your man and we’ll party again another time.’ My dick twitched as he said the word ‘party’. As he kicked his bike into gear, Splint called out to me, ‘That’s a very ...
    fine woman you’ve got there man. She’s a real pro. You look after her for us.’ Annie waved and blew a kiss and, as they all rode away, and I noticed Sue’s hands seemed to be inside her rider’s pants, one wrist moving slightly up and down. I helped a very tired or d***k (or both) Annie into the house and pulled her backpack off her shoulders. She slumped into my arms and looked sl**pily into my eyes. She looked exhausted, totally spent, but her happy, satisfied smile said it all. No point in asking how the weekend went. It was all too obvious. ‘Fucking Great’ sums it up. I helped her undress and was keen to see if the egg vibrator was still in place. It was not. Instead there was something bigger slotted in her seriously wet cunt. She sensed my actions and interest. ‘I lost the little egg. Sue threw it away,’ she slurred. ‘Why?’ I asked. ‘Did the battery go flat?’ ‘Yes. No. Sort of. When we stopped for fuel on the way up to the farm, Sue followed me to the ‘Ladies’ and as I was about to go into the booth she pulled a butt plug out of her pocket and said, ‘Here. Throw that little egg away and put this in your love hole. You’ll never orgasm on the back of a bike with that pea. But this will have you soaking by the time Splint gets into top gear!’ She was right. Meet ‘Beavis’, my new best friend,’ she joked, passing it under my nose. With that, she collapsed onto the bed, stark naked, rolled onto her side and was ‘u*********s’ within a minute. I gently parted her butt cheeks and ...
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