Norah, my wife had a great start to the evening, taking advantage of Roger, the lad driving us to the Old Post Office, in Fishponds. She had managed to take him inside her pussy, with him cumming loads. The spunk soaking in to the tops of her stockings. We had got back in Rogers car, Pete to her left and Chris to her right, as we were on the way out.
Roger had told the other lads what had happened earlier. Norah was now nicely pissed and giggly. Chris asked Norah if she had any panties on? She looked at me, smiled, and said, why don't you find out. Both Chris and Pete looked at me, I said best you find out lads.
Norah had her legs across their Knees, I turned on the interior light and her pussy lips were open for all to see. Chris leant over, his right hand rubbing over the top of Norah's stockings, she had her arms across Pete and Chris's shoulders. Pete's hand also on Norah's inner thigh.
Norah moved her body closer to the edge of the seat. Both of the lads hands now rubbing Norah's lips. Pete's middle fingers penetrating her bloody wet pussy, slipping in easily. Norah moved her left arm down, holding his fingers in tight. Her legs now either side of the lads legs.. Pete held her with his right hand, Chris holding her leg wide with his left hand. She couldn't move, Chris pushed his fingers alongside Pete, Norah took their fingers easily, me watching from the front and Roger glancing in his mirror. It was fantastic, as I had a bloody erect cock.
I said to Norah, I wish I could take some pictures, she shook her head, NO! Maybe a couple later at the pub, but fun ones.