John reached up and pulled off her bikini bra. Sex He had borrowed Mark Edward’s cottage because Mark and his wife Carol were going to Europe for a few weeks. She writhed as he twisted his fingers but she could not escape his onslaught. A foreign car! She said they were degenerates. He untied her bikini at the waist, let it fall and stuck his index finger up her ass as far as it would go and wiggled it making her squirm wildly in shock. Get up! Filthy hands on her! After a couple of hours, Joe, Mike and Jack passed out. Surrounded, Jenny reluctantly obeyed and started walking toward the cottage until she felt a hand pat her ass. Probably fucking father rapers too! The spy had the audacity to relax under the old elm with a straw hat over her eyes! Not far. Several plants hung from thick hooks in the ceiling. John and Joe dropped their pants now and Jack sidled up behind Jenny, pushing Mike aside. Twelve years teaching and it was always the same; the kids couldn’t wait to get out of school. The pattern almost looked like an old-fashioned table cloth. He stumbled outside with a case of beer under his arm. Chugging a can of beer each, they headed out to scout around for the spy,
