He chose the latter and turned to find himself confronted by two burly men, one of whom grabbed his right wrist in a grip of steel."Aren't you going t...o accept Mr Clifford's invitation?" he asked and, turning Clive round again, propelled him into the house and through to the kitchen."Have you a plastic bag handy, Mrs Clifford?" he continued.Briony opened a drawer and produced one which she handed to the other man who had pulled on some rubber gloves."Thank you," he said, opened the bag and held. Turns out the little jumper laced up the back, so it fit up snug from her waist up, and sort of pushed up her boobs. the skirt was a pleated kilt looking thing, and when she spun around to show it off, it showed quite a bit of ass and twat... I grabbed her hand to make her stop twirling the skirt around. I looked around and there were quite a few guys around, teenagers, young men, middle aged fathers, grandfathers and all of them were rooted to where they were standing, staring. the women. Her eyes roll up as her lashes flutter, but the smile remains as she settles over his stiff cock. They sigh together, kissing at the end of their breath. As the calm waters carries them along, Pete eases her up and down, up and down, her warmth clenched tightly around him, stimulating a throb in his length that pulses in rhythm with his revitalized heart.He groans and gasps, and presses face into her wet neck. He inhales, the fragrance upon her skin of lake water and pine filling his lungs.. " Or deep, or hard, or some other compliment. Or "mmm, it's been a while, can you tell?" He can't, but he says "yeah" anyway.He knows he can't possibly compete with the last guys to fuck her. The 33 year old ex boyfriend with the gym body and a younger man's stamina. The 28 year old she met at the gym and fooled around with for a couple of weeks. The local guy she picked up at a coffee shop, with the hot car, fat wallet, and big dick. He knows that this is just a lark, a one-off, just.