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Jon took his clothes off as well. After we told Vicky all about our holiday she told us what she had been up to. She hadn’t worn knickers since she had last seen us and had only worn a bra when it ‘wouldn’t have been appropriate in a Building Society’ to have had her tits bouncing about. She told us that she had taken Liz and Kelly to the nightclub where they had the foam and the swimming pool and that she had managed to get Liz and Kelly to go into the pool. They had kept their knickers on but Vicky (being naked) had attracted a bit more attention and one man had tried to big fuck her from behind. She had turned to look at him and didn’t fancy him so she’d pushed him away. As Vicky was telling us all this I noticed that she was squirming in her seat and that Jon’s dick was getting hard. Jon noticed Vicky looking at his dick and said, “You haven’t had a man for ages have you, and you’d better sleep with me tonight.” As we headed upstairs Jon told me to play with myself, but not to make myself cum. He said that he’d explain all in the morning. Friday - Christmas Day - I got up first and looked into Jon’s room. Vicky was sat astride him and having a good ride. oral I was a little disappointed as I wanted to do that to him as a little Christmas present. When they eventually came downstairs breakfast was just about ready and we all sat there, naked, eating and talking about lots of different things. Vicky asked if we tits still had the ‘wonderful fucking machine’ and when Jon said that we had she asked if she could use it. Jon just said, “Later.” After breakfast Vicky and I started getting things ready for dinner while Jon disappeared. An hour later he returned and called us into the lounge. He told us that he had planned to give me one of the deepest most intense orgasm that I would ever have as a Christmas present. It was to be slowly built-up throughout the day as a mixture Hardcore of pain, pleasure and frustration. He told me to resist having an orgasm all day and to tell him if I got anywhere near having one. Vicky hadn’t been part of his original plan but since she was here then he would make it a ‘double act’. To start off with Vicky and me had to spank each other 50 times as hard as we could. This was to be administered while we were over Jon’s knee. I think that he wanted us to feel his hard dick pressing into cum our stomach as it was happening. I was the first over Jon’s knee and Vicky really did try hard. When she heard footsteps in the hall outside her door she sat up, waiting, heart racing. "P-please... stop," Michael whimpered, looking with horror between his legs at the females. Have you got any bands that I can use to put my hair in pigtails Tanya?” I paused for only a minute and then crawled Hardcore back onto her. But, he still possessed chivalry as he removed his peacoat and wrapped both girls with it. We got them both! I'm so horny. A few nudged each other, nodding in his direction. "Don’t worry Zach" Liz said to her son with a soothing smile. Juices tits gleamed on them. She took hold of a clump of Doris's hair and turned her head to and fro. Only a white sports bra remained, with a little triangle cut to show some cleavage. I have to hold them up to keep them on. She thought she wasn't, but maybe she cum was big obviously being a colossal slut, and everyone could tell? Feedback is a gift, and I like gifts. Sven let out a low groan. Out came 2 middle-aged men who just stopped and stared. "Your...ah...thing must be bigger than your thumb." "That said your plan worked and I am happy your here, next to me." Smiling at Tori and receiving a shy smile back. The felling of his tongue on my pussy was incredible. The pitiful, pleading objection of the girl seemed to trip the horse’s trigger and he unleashed his haunches in an explosion of forward motion. I thought about it for a while and said okay. I'd gotten myself worked up again, and my cock throbbed angrily. The Black girl had her head thrown back, gasping out in ecstasy. “Becky!” he breathed before he swept me oral up in his arms. The Bdsm lifestyle became their sexual outlet. "Yes.” “‘You’re gonna make me cum,’ I rasped, ‘You’re gonna make me cum, Mal.’ At the same time, Phil could feel a familiar building up in his own self, and while he couldn’t find the ability to make words, he grunted in a way Olivia would recognize and hoped it would be enough of an indication that he was getting close to the edge.