” Like I said, I’d seen it before, wanked it off before but my bird didn’t know that. Gavin looked at my boner. “Yours is nice as well.” My ...bird finished off her third bottle of lager. “Awh, listen to you two saying how nice each other’s cocks are. That’s well sweet.” Gavin smiled. I shook my head. “She’s pissed, mate.” Gavin just stood there stroking his cock up and down nice and slow. I sat there next to my bird stroking my cock up and down nice and slow. It’s like my bird was watching the. I had planned to meet my husband as it was our wedding anniversary. The celebration was actually in the evening but he wanted to have a lunch date with me. But one 25-year-old boy came and he looked frustrated and panicked.Although I was getting late, I looked at him and called my hubby to tell I will be late by at least 15 minutes. He agreed as he knew I was a helping-minded girl. The young guy sat next to me and started telling his love story and his ex-girlfriend. I stopped him and told him. The two of us on unsteady legs barely made it to her lounge chair and I sat her down and stood above her body with a now limp cock as she closed her eyes for a moment. I wanted to stay with this mystery woman, but I turned and walked away from her hoping someday in the future to come back here and have her again. I walked out towards the docks till I found m boat and heard soft jazz being played in the main saloon as I stepped softly aboard as to be as silent as possible so I could observe. The merchant’s body was rock hard, no doubt built upon years of daily labor, and without a cent of help from Gold’s Gym or a personal trainer. “Do you want to fuck me?” I cooed into his ear, to which he silently nodded, caressing my back. My tits hung down, grazing my nipples across his chest as I reached down between us, gripping his cock and positioning my hips up to accept him. “So all those times you fucked me with your eyes,” I said, staring into them for emphasis, “now you finally get to.