Pam’s body responded involuntarily to my gentle oily caress. I knew she enjoyed the touch. Finally I finished my work at her feet and ankles. I stoo...d up and returned to the shade with her husband. As I wiped the oil off my hands I looked across at Frank. He was about my height and of medium build with dark hair going grey. He lolled back in his chair. His cock jutted up from between his thighs, hard and erect. The foreskin was drawn back, the exposed swollen smooth red knob glistened with clear. I was getting so aroused, and thought, damn how could this be happening?I needed a fuck and didn’t know if I could wait till Mr. Conley left. Then it happened, Mr. Conley’s fingers made contact with my pussy, Unable to help myself, I orgasmed letting out a loud moan as I did.“Robbie, I think your gorgeous wife needs to get fucked, may I?” Asked Mr. Conley.“Be my quest,” Robbie replied.Taking me by the hand, Mr. Conley said, “Show me the way to your bedroom, dear lady.”“But what about dinner?. I felt his hands between my legs, the first time anyone had ever touched me down there. I'd never even masturbated; not really, though I'd once taken a mirror to see what I looked like. The sensations I was feeling as he opened me and played his fingers over my slit was overwhelming. I gasped when he positioned the head of his dick at my untouched opening, waiting for the pain I'd read in those romance novels. I wasn't disappointed in that respect, as he grabbed my shoulders and thrust himself. She was insatiable. I one time had asked where hazing ritual came from and she explained to me that she was an unwanted c***d by her parents, they gave her to her aunt and uncle when she was just a baby who really didn't care for her. She left their home as soon as she was legal and just randomly moved in with a guy she had meet online who was 17 years older than her. She was then contacted by her father who had tracked her down and wanted to met her. She didn't want to have anything to do.