The thin membranes brushed my dangling breasts. My nipples tingled as they were caressed by the leathery wings. I squirmed as I was mounted.“That's ...it. Fuck me. It's so much better than eating me.”The wyvern screeched in agreement. His double dick pressed at my hot holes. I shuddered as his wonderful cocks pressed into my body. The small spines tickled my sensitive flesh. My bowels burned with bliss and pleasure churned in my pussy as he filled me up.“Wow,” I gasped as I writhed beneath him.. The moment I got in, my secretary (she looks after a few of the management really, but she's known as my secretary — boss's privilege) told me that my friend Kara had been trying to track me down. I don't take my mobile into the gym; they had a couple of walk-in thefts there a little while back.I called Kara at Archers were she works."Martin, we fucked up big time!" Pardon?" It was unlike Kara to swear."We messed up. We forgot about Graham."I was still confused as to what Kara was talking. I guess it got too hot for him as he started to spray his tasty load, most of which I managed to catch in my mouth. Blow and go, I guess, as he left immediately.That left me looking for more action. After stroking a couple of guys who weren’t very interested in my needs, I headed back to the room of my initial encounter. There were only two guys left in that first room—one a very straight looking type with his fly zipped closed watching the action on the screen and another in a deep shadow in. I was checking for messages on Facebook when a friend invited me to play a game. It began quite innocently. After more than twenty years spent married to the same guy I thought my sex life had pretty much been bludgeoned to death by life. Just coping with repressing the urges was becoming troublesome and finding an outlet, difficult. I began making short comments in the online chats of the MMORGs I played, in response to the flirting that others were participating in. The responses made me feel.