During my university days, I had tried my best to mix in with the crowd and drink the awful beer at the pub and talk about the boring sports games so ...I could be just another bird in the crowd of smiling faces that doted on male superiority in all things in order to get my fair share of the young lads eager to copulate at the drop of a hat. I couldn’t help but think all they had on their mind with regard to anything dropping was my knickers as they hit the floor. I have to confess I was fairly. We looked into each other’s eyes for the last two minutes, me going steady on her while I watched the look on her face changing. She was focusing hard now, moaning louder as I said “OKcum for me now, cum on my cock as I rub your clit and fuck your young tight pussy. Cum for me baby”Her eyes went wide, she cried out loud, “OW, I’m cumming, oh my God”I was slamming her pretty hard as she went into the orgasm and all the way through, then eased up as she wound down again.When she was done I asked. My husband went to the kitchen and Ray pulled me against his chest and started to kiss me passionately. At first I was taken aback but soon I was returning his kiss fervently, even when I heard my husband come back into the room. The kiss led to intimate fondling and somehow I ended up naked with only my self-supporting stockings and shoes on.I looked at my husband and he was sitting in a chair, rubbing his bulge, his eyes lustfully fixed on us. I realised that both our fantasies were about to. John hooked-up almost as soon as we walked in and really just minutes later after I'd just had my first sip of wine, a nice-looking man came over and we went to have some privacy to talk and neck a bit. He really turned out quite nice so we found an empty bedroom and got to know each other intimately. Back out, I saw John on a sofa with another woman, his hand up under her top as another man approached me. He told me he had seen me at one of these but never had the chance to get to know me. So,.