"Well it all started when I was going to that holiday remember? The one to Ibiza?" I nodded as I recalled our conversation about her going there 2 mon...ths ago."I saw this young dangerous billionaire who ran few corporations, not just finances and taxes, but apparently weapons and d**gs, and he was very comfortable about chatting, as if he owned the world." My God, that sounds thrilling and dangerous" she sits on a chair and put one leg on top of the other, her tiny skirt went back showing more. How would you like a chance to play with Santa's sack?" The next thing I knew, Betty and I were hurrying back to the kitchen and ducking into the walk-in fridge just as old Jose was plating and order of Scotch Eggs. I didn't think much about those, though, because Betty quickly found my eggs and gave them a hard squeeze. "No more banter, Bob. I'm gonna suck your cock until you are as hard as the Tower and then I want you to give me that banging you promised me. Can you do that for me,. With about a minute to go before he was scheduled (and I’d told him to be bang on time!), I pulled my ex wife on top and positioned her so that even with the dim lights, as soon as Greg opened the door he’d get a full on view of her sliding up and down on my cock. No sooner than we’d taken up that position, I heard the keycard clicking in the door, followed by the door being slowly opened and looked over to see Greg peering into the room. My heart was pounding by now,and my ex wife was also. Automatically I wrapped my arms round her and helped her rub herself against my cock.“God he’s ready again!” giggled Natalie.“He’s just awesome,” smiled Angie.Christina’s size and comparative maturity were deliciously different from the girl I’d just fucked. Bigger, stronger, and a teeny bit softer, and with her long blonde hair. And already we were both a bit more expert and in tune as she lay back in the middle of the bed and welcomed my cock into her grateful pussy.I wondered if the others.