Schuneko this one's for you, you little minx!

But, a promise is a promise. I loved your take on "Walter" in Mish Mash Menagerie

Ianto was humming softly as he walked along the path as he enjoyed the vast gardens. Malcolm was off on one of his monthly "Scare the board" meetings so Ianto had all day. He had spent most of it cleaning but finally felt the call of outside.

He still had a problem with his hearing but the occasional sound had started leaking through. Thank God!

He felt more than heard the person speaking to him and turned on his heel to face Laurel. She had stopped talking as he turned and now stood with her hands on her hips as she waited for an answer to whatever she had just asked.

Ianto stepped forward and grabbed her by her hair. She squeaked with surprise as he pulled.

She found herself face down in the grass as he straddled her. She didn't know what surprised her more, the quick reflexes he had just displayed or the way he had brazenly shoved his hand down her blouse.

He flipped her and ground their crotches together as he leaned down to kiss her again. He was panting as he bit her bottom lip, then pulled on it with his teeth before sucking it into his mouth.

She was moaning when his hand found its way under her skirt and inside her panties. His fingers strong yet delicate as he probed at her wet pussy.

By the time he had pulled his own pants down enough to reveal his excited member she was openly begging.

Ianto slid into her and she gave a bark of pain/pleasure as he thrust deeply, still biting at her face and neck. His hands slipping as he palmed her breasts through the thin fabric of her blouse. She tore the fabric herself to allow his skin to find hers. She threw her head back and screamed as he hit that sweet spot again and again, his cock filling her better than ever before. She felt her body rocking with the force of his inner blows and knew her clothes were ruined and she would likely be unable to sit comfortably for days. God it felt wonderful. Her orgasm made her convulse as she bit her own lip.

Malcolm had managed to finish the meeting early so he was searching for his Welshman. The unmistakable sound of sex led him to a wanton sight.

Ianto was balls deep in the little Laurel who was blissed out as he fucked her into the manicured lawn. Malcolm rubbed his crotch and groaned with lust as he watched the gorgeous white arse pump away.

Her cried were mixed with Ianto's snarls and Malcolm released his cock from his trousers then leaned back against a nearby tree as he pulled at his cock in long lurid movements. Finally he was unable to stand it, Malcolm fell to his knees behind Ianto and slapped a care butt cheek.

Ianto stilled and looked back with a leer that went straight to Malcolm's groin and he bared his teeth as he grabbed at Ianto's hips.

Ianto cried out with pain as Malcolm breached him without the usual preparation but was soon crying with lust as Malcom pounded into him, forcing him deeper into the hapless woman pinned beneath the undulating threesome. Not that she minded.

Ianto came first screaming and laughing as he filled Laurel's punished pussy. Malcolm followed roaring with lust. Laurel had her final orgasm as she looked up and saw Ianto, still deep inside her, leaning back to kiss Malcolm tenderly.

Her question to Ianto about Oliver's missing watch long forgotten as Ianto turned back to her with a tender smile and kissed her gently.