Not every day I get offered a drink by an attractive woman.’Now, I don’t get compliments very often……I used to, back in my late teens and 20s,...so even a tongue in cheek one was well appreciated!I turned on the lights in my hall and Ezugo followed me through to the kitchen. He took a beer and I poured myself a decent size glass of wine. As he took his first couple of swigs, I studied him a little closer. Tallish, maybe around 6ft……well built, but not fat. Strong arms, broad shoulders, clean. Sharon was pretty drunk and she was leaning on me more than dancing. She said her parents wouldn't be coming home till about 01:00 a.m. There were four of her friends still at the party and I did my best to dance with all of them. I was dancing with Janet when I noticed Sharon sitting on the couch crossed legged, Indian style. I maneuvered Janet over to where Sharon was sitting in order to get a view up her dress. I was about three feet away when I got my chance and looked down at her. She was. He was a lot older and quite frankly boring. i wanted to be young and enjoy myself. I used to go out once a week with a girlfriend to the local pub and i met a married guy there. we started having sex in the back of his car and he was very good at fucking,better than my husband, this became a regular thing. He would fuck me in the back seat of the car with my legs on the front seat while my friend got fucked by my lovers friend in his car, Sometimes he would cum in my pussy other times my. I watched him turn back to face the window. His cock was at full mast as he stroked. My eyes locked on his glistening head. He let go of his cock and walked closer. I retreated a few inches, afraid he might see. His cock stood horizontal. It seemed too big for his frame. Curved up like a ripe banana, it seemed to point me out. He stood mere feet from my secret place, again stroking his granite cock.I sat on the cold, rough gravel, fingers still soaking my pussy juices. I watched without.