She loved the way he would lurch forward, but to no avail, the front ofhis thighs trapped against the side of her own upper leg. She alsoenjoyed, tre...mendously, the soft groan he would emit on occasion as shefanned his fanny. Most of all, though, she was delighted by thespectacle of his helplessness and of her dominance.Spanking a man who was taller and stronger than she made her feel biggerand more powerful, not only than she actually was, but also bigger andmore powerful than the male whom. She was lying on her side on the seat and sucking one guys cock as another guy was fucking her from behind. I climaxed again in my pants. The sight of my lovely wife being fucked was just too much for me to take.I once again cleaned myself up in the Gents and when I returned to the bar, the lights where back on and the booth where Polly had been, was empty except for 2 of the guys. I went over to them and asked where Polly was. 'Well man, that is one cock hungry little slut. We'd all fucked her. I had never been with two guys before and was a little bit prude when in bars and in public. I was not the kind of guy who was making out just like that. Too bad there wasn’t just one of them, which would have made things a little bit easier. When I got out of the toilet one of the guys stood outside waiting for me. He smiled and asked me if I was intimidated by both of them touching me. “Somewhat” I replied. “Whom of us do you like the most?” he asked. “I think you're both cute” I said and. Our urgent lips crashed into each other, breaking like the wild waves of a seawall in a wind-swept thunderstorm. Our tongues entwined like our arms and hands that sought to reconnect with every part of our bodies that had missed each other for exactly five weeks and four days. Our bodies meshed together as if they weren’t separated by the fabric of our clothing. His hands glided over my shoulders and arms, over the back of my thigh up to the roundness of my ass. I could feel a smile on come on.