Manning had used working girls before of course in circumstances resembling these, when her mammoth sex drive had got the better of her. Picking a pro...stitute up off the street was different though, much more dangerous, her pulse raced as they turned into a fairly secluded park. "Follow me," Krystal led Manning to a child's play area, there was a seating area just below the slide. Manning sat on a bench, clearly designed for a child, it groaned under the weight of her ample frame. "What do you. And now, without further ado, do you want to get eaten?" Driver said."Ooooh Yes!" She cried. I heard her begin to strip. Then a zipper. More rustling."Damn, Jill," The passenger said. "You are one hot little piece of ass!" Why thank you, kind sir. Want some of it?" Yeah baby," He said like Austin Powers.I felt movement on the air mattress. The two guys lifted my shoulders up off the mattress. It was really hard to hold up my head in this position. I felt her legs on both sides of me. I smelt. She groaned loudly and said strongly "fingers!" I began fingering her and she came there and then, laughing and breathing equally hard. "Shame your tiny little cock cannot do that" she said, laughing in my face."sorry princess" I said."So you should be, a real man would be fucking me and be feeling great", she shook her head, "You cannot even last a minute and a half.... fucking pathetic little dicklette". "Sorry princess" I said again."I think you are" she said after a moment. Perhaps I. Still, we were trying now. We were only in our early forties so there was plenty of time. We had an active sex life – very active in fact and weren’t using any form of birth control so, as the Doctor had said, ‘if it’s going to happen, it will happen’.It could take its sweet time happening as far as I was concerned. I for one was in no hurry to swap my researching, writing, lecturing and travelling for nappies and baby vomit but I guessed eventually my body-clock would click in and the desire.