Is it possible that we could have a chat about it soon?”She replied, “Darling, thanks for the compliments. Give me your mobile number then we can ...WhatsApp. Carol and I both find you very attractive. I'm sure in the future you will find that we will do anything that you want.”He gave her his mobile number. She wrote it on a piece of paper. Then came to him and took him into her arms. They kissed. She was a great kisser. Their hands explored each other's bodies. Her boobies felt wonderful. She. I guessed that she was about forty but it was hard to say. She could have been older.Perhaps I should introduce myself. I'm Larry. I look after marketing for Clegg. Well at least I did when all this kicked off. This was one of the last jobs I was involved in before I moved on to run one of his new business ventures.Clegg's organisation is what you might euphemistically call a recruitment agency; except our recruits usually weren't planning on a change of role before they met up with us. I. I was up and about by seven, fed and coffee’d satisfactorily, and trotted along to get a shower. On the way back, I passed a girl, maybe late teens, ear-buds in and an audible tinny beat perceptible. I paused and listened – not to her Ipod, but to the raucous cries of the gulls, a robin, not visible but not too far away, the wind in the trees and the sound of the sea against the outer walls of the harbour. I shook my head and carried on. Before anything else I checked the weather. A depression. The huge thick cock slipped right into my hole with every little trouble. This cock was huge, larger then my husband's could have ever hoped to be and it stretching me out like no tomorrow.Slowly this guy, a long time and good friend of my husband, was fucking me over the edge of this pool table. As he moved in and out the other couples gathered on both sides of the table to watch. I guess since I was only 5' tall and 90lbs it was a sight to see this monster in my tight, but wet cunt. While all.