1. Lesley part 37


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Anal, Group Sex, Masturbation, Author: Les1111, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Big Al Mcpeevie pulled his car into the car park and parked in the reserved bay marked 'Manager'. It was 0730, Sunday. The day before he was due back. It was quite a warm morning and he was dressed as if he was heading for the pool. Had he worn a Bermuda tee shirt or a 'kiss me quick' hat and he would not have looked out of place....for the beach or pool....not work! &#034bl**dy hell, boss. What are you doing here? Thought you weren't due back till Monday or Tuesday?&#034 Exclaimed a startled Dot, who nearly dropped the tray she was carrying. She stared in amazement at the attire her boss was actually wearing, wondering if he had taken time to look in the mirror before leaving wherever he'd come from. Hawaiian shorts, tight, pink, short sleeved shirt were hardly office dress wear. &#034I've hired a car to come straight from the airport! Thought you'd all have missed me.&#034, he replied. &#034Make me a tea, Dorothy....I'm parched!&#034 &#034Ok boss&#034 &#034Who's in today?&#034 Dot smiled to herself. 'Not back two fucking minutes and he's wanting something to fuck' she said under her breath. &#034Sylvia's just doing breakfasts with young Harry, and two agency girls....then she's got meds to do&#034. &#034Ok...Tell her I'm back, and I want to see her at 900am. I'm going to my hotel later.....Where's all the people from?.....there's flags flying everywhere?&#034 &#034Rugby.....don't you follow the rugby, Mr Mcpeevie?&#034 &#034Me?....Na. Far to energetic.&#034 'Bet that's ...
    the truth, ya fat fuck' she said, again under her breath.....&#034I'll get your tea&#034. &#034And a bacon butty!&#034 &#034Yes sir&#034, she replied, shaking her head as she walked away from him....'ya fat bastard', escaped her whispering lips...... Ooooo Lesley lay in the bath, Sunday morning, glad it was her weekend off. Foe just under 24 hours she had done absolute nothing, save cook a few meals for the k**s, and put some washing through the machine. She was worn out. Her memory of Friday night, was a blur ot alcohol and sex. And she had lots of both. By the time Kevin and her were dropped off on Saturday morning she had been awake for over 27 hours. And, of course, if she had taken into account that she hadn't had much sl**p, the previous night...through shagging Kevin most of the dark hours....that could be the reason she was so tired. She recalled the night she had entertained the stag party, and how she had worn all of those young lads out, but, how energised the event had left her. Not like this time. No! After she had waved goodbye to the equally tired, Kevin....she could have cried. She was so....drained! Her body was so....used, her brain...mush! After a shower and glass of water she had went to bed, settig her alarm for 2pm. She had fallen asl**p immediately. Lying in the bath, that Sunday morning, she tried to recall what had all went down, at Robs, on Friday night. She shivered at the memory, and her fingers found her slit. As normal...access was easy. The cab ...
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