Full of flavour, but not too heavy. I was pretty sure that I still had a couple of bottles of gold medal-winning New Zealand pinot noir in my mini ‘...ellar’ under the stairs. Yes, one of those should do nicely. More by luck that judgement, I arrived at Eloise’s Shepherd’s Bush flat pretty much on the stroke of seven. ‘Gosh, is it that time already?’ she said. ‘I was going to have everything ready for when you arrived but, as usual, I’m a bit behind.’ ‘That’s OK,’ I said. ‘I could just hang out. Max had made sure he had rubbed himself against her leg as he squeezed one of her breasts hard.The game went on this way for a good half-hour before Tara said she needed to rest for a bit. She leaned back in the water and started floating on her back, relaxed, not really thinking about the show she was giving the guys. Her breasts were fully exposed, as was the nice little tuft of hair above her pussy the guys had glimpsed earlier.Finally, Tara was knocked out of her relaxed floating by John. Both sitting in stunned silence, Sarah and I just watched as Catherine's head bobbed up and down on her husband's cock as she tried in vain to get him hard.After a few minutes of watching this go on, Catherine takes Tony's cock out of her mouth, looks at Sarah and says, "You want to give me a HAND with this thing?" Sarah looks at me and I quickly nod for her to do so. It didn't take Sarah too much convincing because as soon as I gave my approval, she was up on her feet and over to them almost. His pumps were steady and strong not one motion uncertain. He got faster the friction between his abs and my dick was getting me close. My moans and his grunts played a symphony of great sex for all to hear. He propped hiself up still thrusting. The light shined off his body like a Greek god. I was mesmerized by him. I could tell in this moment we were each others everything. He was my first he loved my tightness . My thighs slapping against his body was like applause to a magnificent Broadway.