I wasn’t excited immediately; after all, we had been talking about taking it to the next level for some time. Soon it became apparent that the stars... were aligned…and bloody time too, and so the opportunity became a plan. It was conference time and she was heading out north to the bright lights, good opportunity and willing candidates abound. We worked through the list and settled on her ex, the Stud Muffin, who by all accounts, in years gone by, put the Duracell Bunny to shame. He was. I previously had a regular wank buddy about 7 years ago which lasted for about 2 years. We met of the celebjo site which then was popular as ever. We would typically meet once a month depending on availability in his flat in SW London mainly on a Sunday morning to maintain discretion. My buddy was in his early 50's and at the time I was in my mid 20's. I felt from my end from the off this would be a good fit as someone older is typically more reliable. He was white British and I am British. ’ he demanded. She unbuttoned her blouse and stepped from her shoes and jeans to stand nude before him. ‘Now you.’ she responded. He stood and quickly drew the shirt over his head. Hiking boots and jeans followed to be dropped on a damp rock. Naked they embraced. The kissing resumed at a heated level. ‘I want you now.’ He said passionately. Looking around for a place to lie down he spotted a small area on a slight slope. ‘Over there.’ He indicated with a nod of his head. ‘Isn’t it muddy?’ she. She lets out a soft moan and slips her tongue in my mouth. I follow suit as we both of our tongue glide against one another. She pulls back and looks down at me, her eyes are full of lust and need. She draws my head down to her breast and I run my tongue over her erect nipple, I suck it into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue. I feel her pulling at my shirt so I let go of her nipple long enough for her to pull it over my head. We fall together again, kissing and sucking each other’s tits..