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After a proper fry-up breakfast and another quick, sweaty round in the kitchen (Lee bending Debbie over the table and fucking her hard from behind), the pair finally got showered and dressed. Debbie threw on a casual light summer skirt and a tight-fitting t-shirt, while Lee pulled on his jeans and polo shirt from the night before.

They headed back to the house in Loughton around oneish, expecting the party to have died down. Instead, they found a good chunk of the group still sprawled around the place, some nursing hangovers on the sofas, others out in the garden smoking and chatting.

“Thought you two had done a runner!” Willie shouted as they walked in.

Before long, the topic of food came up. Someone suggested pie and mash from the shop in Debden. Everyone started shouting out their orders, Lee grabbed a pen and paper, writing everything down like the self-appointed organiser. “Right, Debs and I will go sort it. Won’t be long.”

The two of them climbed into Lee’s car, (witch fortunately was an automatic). The second they pulled away from the kerb, the tension returned. Lee’s hand slid straight under Debbie’s skirt, finding her bare pussy (she’d “forgotten” to put any knickers on). His fingers rubbed along her slit, then pushed inside her already-damp hole.

“You’re still so wet.” he smirked, eyes on the road.

Debbie grinned and reached over, unzipping his jeans. She pulled his stiff cock out and started wanking him firmly, stroking the veiny shaft as he drove. The car filled with the wet sounds of his fingers pumping in and out of her cunt and her hand sliding up and down his dick.

“Fuck, Debs… you’re gonna make me crash,” Lee groaned, but he didn’t stop fingering her.

A few minutes later he spotted a quiet, secluded spot down a side lane near some industrial units and pulled over.

Debbie didn’t need telling. She leaned across the centre console, swallowing his cock in one eager motion. She bobbed her head fast and sloppy, drooling spit all over his shaft while Lee pushed her head down further, fucking her throat.

“That’s it… suck that cock,” he growled, his fingers tangled in her hair.

Debbie worked him frantically, gagging and slurping until Lee tensed up and unloaded down her throat. She swallowed every drop, then sat up licking her lips with a satisfied smirk.

They quickly sorted themselves out and continued to the pie and mash shop, collected the massive order, and headed back to Loughton.

When they finally walked back into the house nearly an hour and a half later, carrying bags full of steaming pies and mash, the group was ravenous and impatient.

“Where the fuck have you two been?” JP asked with a raised eyebrow. “It’s not that far to Debden.”

“Yeah, what took you so long?” one of the girls from the flying club office added, smirking suspiciously.

Lee just shrugged with a cocky grin, setting the bags down. “Traffic was a nightmare… and Debs needed to sort something out on the way.”

Debbie flushed but couldn’t hide her wicked little smile as she started handing out the food. A couple of people exchanged knowing looks, but nobody pressed it further.

Lee caught Debbie’s eye and gave her a filthy wink.

The day was far from over.

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