On Saturday afternoon, I went for another walk, this time, a five-mile round trip. The swimming pool had been easy walking distance from school as a k...d, but there was no direct bus route home, the two-miles-plus was an ok walk in the summer, but not an option after dark. Still, I retraced childhood footsteps, remembering the short-cuts and reliving some memories. I left my kit bag at home, actually, I didn’t have a swimming costume, and summer shorts were not really designed for the gym. I’m about to keel over, and my heart feels like it’s going to explode.’ He reached over with one arm and laid his hand on my chest. ‘Wow.’ He raised an eyebrow. ‘Don’t have a heart attack, ok? I’m not sure I’m going to be able to make it back myself, I know I couldn’t carry you.’ He grinned, but there was something in his eyes that made my heart pound even faster. Did he feel that, I wondered? My tank top was fairly low cut, so there was nothing between his hand and my thudding chest but bare. “Tracy," the man said, "Why don’t you and Jasmine lick each other. I want to fuck Carol now.” “Okay.” Tracy then got off of the guy and Jasmine got off of Carol. Tracy got into sixty-nine position and licked Jasmine’s pussy. Carol then walked towards the man and straddled him on his chair and eased his huge baton into her pussy. Once he was inside of her, she rolled her hips and fucked him. She was a real knockout. She was about 5’8” with blond curly hair. She had big tits and no hair on her. Carol sat close to Dan feeling many emotions but in the background she had a deep need; though her pussy was a little tender she had a need to be filled again, to be held and caressed in the way she had been the night before. Her life had been so empty for so long that she had sort of gotten used to it because that was just how it was; the last few days however had reminded her of how fulfilling a good relationship could be and she wanted more. She was not sure if it was Tom or Dan or Ginger.