"I'm going up The Smoke and get a man, any man, to fuck the arse off me. Bloody hell, I'm so frustrated I could scream." She glared at me with a look ...not far from hatred. "You've made a complete fool out of me, and I bet you'll piss yourself laughing when you tell them blonde bimbos of yours. How come you can fuck those slags and not..." She noticed the expression on my face. "You can't can't get it up them either ... or anyone?" She gave a harsh bark of laughter. "I suppose I should feel sorry. My wife agreedAs they left the shop, Zoe mentioned how she couldn t resist coming on to my wife, especially as how she d been watching her through a gap in the curtains of the changing rooms. "As soon as i saw you undressed, i knew that i had to have you"They couldn t help but gently fondle each other on the drive back to our house. Once inside the sexual tension was overwhelming, lips touching for the first time, both enjoying that tingly warm feeling between their thighs, hot wet tongues. They got a room at the Red Roof Inn right off the highway and fucked their brains out from late Saturday afternoon until checkout time on Monday. They reluctantly parted and went their separate ways, without seeing any of the town, and sore in all the right places from their gymnastic exertions in the king bed.They wanted to be together badly, but came no closer to a solution. Brad was an outdoorsman, and in his heart knew that sooner or later he’d be miserable if he moved back to the city. He. Ich hatte sie online kennengelernt und wir verstanden uns auf Anhieb. Sie mochte junge Männer und ich stand auf reifere Frauen, die wissen, was sie wollen. Da ihr Mann geschäftlich viel unterwegs war, vertrieb sie sich hin und wieder die Zeit mit mir. So auch heute.Ich brauchte nicht lange an der Straße zu warten bis der schwarze Porsche Cayenne um die Ecke bog. Maren hielt neben mir und ich öffnete die Beifahrertür. „Na mein kleiner Wichser, gut geschlafen?“, grinste sie mich an. „Ja, Maren“,.