#200554 - Ashleigh and Grace had laid out their strap-ons in a row on the dressing table - or as Grace called it, her undressing table - I smiled as I realised I was once again going to be on the receiving end of several hardcore fuckings from Grace and Ashleigh Wow! I exclaimed, Are these cocks all for me? All for you, baby, said Ashleigh, now well into her stride and feeling like an altogether different person to the one that arrived a half hour ago Which one do you fancy? Grace chirped I went over to the dressing table and selected one that was bright pink and modelled on a famous porn star. “MARK, GRACE, I’M HOME” My mom shouted up stairs “SHIT” Ashleigh whispered. Grace was interrupted by a knock on the door, she giggled as she stumbled to her feet “You go and wait in the lounge, I’ll sort this”.