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sighed wistfully and finished her
coffee. That ever-present nagging ache in her pussy had grown to a
dull and throbbing need that simply had to be scratched. The Clan
activities would begin soon and that couldn't be soon enough for
her.
    He at last made
the move, the smiling waiter came over to her table and stood
dutifully beaming down at her.
    "Would you like
anything else now? I'm about to go off duty."
    Pauline gave
him a knowing smile in return, "Are the toilets free do you
know?"
    He swallowed
hard and nodded, "Let me show you through to them."
    Her eyes roamed
his taut buttocks as he led the way through the small corridor and
to the toilets. He held the door open for her to pass and she did,
pausing to stare straight into his eyes.
    He was at her
the instant that she entered the cubicle, circling his arms around
her waist from behind and fumbling excitedly to lift her skirt.
    Pauline leaned
forward to place her hands on the cistern as her skirt was pulled
up and her panties down. She felt the head of his warm cock nudging
at her pussy lips and then locating in the entrance to her pussy.
She cried out as he pushed fully up into her, warm and throbbing,
his stiff cock filled her completely. Her body has bucked and
jarred as he rammed into her, his hands stroking greedily over her
naked thighs and under her body to squeeze at her breasts. Hungry
and hasty, crude but so nice, his movements were frantic and heated
in his great urgency.
    He came,
grunting and tensing as he pumped his sperm deep up inside her. It
was at that point that Pauline came too, biting her bottom lip to
stifle her scream of deep sexual satisfaction and joy.
     
    ***
     
    The barn was
everything that Sheila had said it would be; large, sturdily built
and well-maintained but more importantly, it was remote and
private. It laid nestled back in a small wooded copse, at the edge
of a field and served by a single muddy track. Its rustic
appearance and charming location belied its intended new use.
    "Visited only
occasionally by a single farm manger," Sheila explained at the
women gathered outside it, "and he will not be a problem."
    She winked and
smiled wickedly; the others understood instantly her meaning and
her plans for the man.
    Inside, the
barn was spacious and even the white transit van parked just inside
the big double doors was dwarfed in proportion in the vast open
space. A mezzanine floor served as a hayloft, spanning half of the
barn at the back, beneath that, a row of wooden stalls that had
once housed horses.
    The women of
the Clan filed in, looking around them in awe, assessing the barn's
suitability for their intended activities. Anna ran to the wooden
stalls, peeking into each one like an excited child exploring a
cave.
    Once the
initial inspection was over, the women gathered around in the
centre of the open floor, sitting on bales of straw and chatting
excitedly.
    "Our leather
suits?" Sheila asked, seeking confirmation of what she already
knew.
    Marinella
blushed red whilst the others all enthusiastically voiced their
delight with the leather outfits.
    "Okay then. We
are all set...."
    "When do we get
at the men then?" Pauline asked and rubbed her hands together
greedily, a most lecherous expression on her face.
    "Training
first," Sheila announced and was greeted with a round of groans of
disappointment.
    "Fine," she
stated in irritation, "Someone tell me then, describe to me, what
we do to our first catch."
    "Bonk his
lights out," Kate quipped to loud giggling.
    "Suck his dick
off," another offered.
    "And then?"
Sheila asked sarcastically.
    Many more
suggestions were offered in the heat of the moment then lessened to
leave the women looking at one another, lost for further thought.
Silence reigned, they then all realised that the plan required more
though than they had considered.
    "What do you
suggest then Sheila?" Anna asked to break the stillness and
tension.
    The tall
brunette stood, asserting her authority and taking command