For the time being i involved watching TV and once i feel hand on my shoulder i was shocked to see her. She was damn sexy in her night gown. I started... drooling looking at her and she asked me what i am looking at. I came to my senses and told her you look pretty in this attire for which she replied with a naughty smile. Later she went to kitchen and brought some orange juice. We started talking on different aspects and about my life and my girlfriend. I told i used to have a GF earlier but i am. “Believe me, Marcom. This is definitely going to happen. Sex will happen, wonderful, natural, wild sex,” declared Clara as she positioned herself so she straddled my body. Her moist hot labia rested over my penis. This was the first time ever I felt the warmth of a woman’s body against mine. Her hot tits burned against my body. We stared into each other's eyes a moment before kissing passionately. I felt her passion grow fierce like an animal. She began to growl and moan as we wrestled and. I knew they were both watching this old man with his finger buried deep in my pussy and it was turning them on. It was turning me on too. The second finger entered me and I could feel my wet pussy tight around this old mans thick, wrinkled fingers. Stuart began to shove them in and out of my pussy, harder and faster. He was forcing them in as deep as he could, fucking me with his fingers. The feel and the sound of his fingers squelching in and out of my wet young pussy was driving me wild. He. His eyes never left mine and I could feel them burn a little my way. Oh yeah, whatever happens tonight I’m game. We’d all claimed a more secluded part of the pub where the music was not as current as the other, more crowded section, but that suited us just fine. I was one of those ‘sing at the top of your lungs to the song while you dance’ kind of a person anyway. The songs playing now had more of a ‘move your hips to the beat’ instead of the usual ‘electronic-y jump around with her hands.