The television was on and it was on a sports program that featured male swim competition for the Olympics. The screen was filled with tall young men w...ith their business stuffed inside the tiny Speedo swim suits like items on a menu at a five star restaurant. She was practically drooling just looking at those eight pairs of strong masculine legs and glorious bulges in between that promised paradise for the lucky female that managed to get inside to reap the harvest.Her hand wandered down to her. It’s only Fran!” said a female voice in the lobby and I ducked into the dining room.“Give me five minutes dear!” Mrs Jones called from upstairs in a remarkably natural way.“It’s okay petal, no hurry. I need to speak to you about the Mother’s Union fund raiser on Sunday in the square. Is Reg here? I’ve just been to the church for morning prayer and didn’t see him.”“Yes my sweet he is just putting on his dog collar. Won’t be long!”“I’ll wait! No hurry.” called out Fran.When Fran went into the. Lorna let go of the desk she had been clinging so tightly to and stood up. As she rose, I waited until she just got upright then my arm shot out wrapping around her throat in a mimicked chokehold, only I wasn't choking her, I just wanted her pressed up against me. "How long has it been slut? How long has it been since you've felt a hard cock in your cunt? How long since someone made you feel like a real woman?" I growled deep and low in her ear. I felt her whole body tremble and her knees go. I dropped to my knees and took his throbbing cock in my mouth, it tasted good, he was cut with a bulbous end that filled my mouth. He began to thrust and slowly fuck my face. I so much loved this, only thing better is to face fuck someone else.My cock was hard now and I undid my pants and slid the down, I was slow wanking myself and suck in a wonder full cock.After a while I stood up, Simon as I found out, started to undress me and we moved to the living room with a deep shag pile carpet (no.