This made her sit upright with a start, as she wondered how long her room had been on closed circuit television. Had Lauren been watching her play wit... her pussy at nights, before falling asleep?A few minutes later she saw some lights going on in the room, and after an initial bloom on the screen, the view settled down again. Then Lauren and Peter came into view, talking quietly and sitting down on the couch. Lauren looked like a picture of a Catholic schoolgirl she had seen in a friend’s copy. Any way, to make a long story short, my wife invited Byron over for dinner the next Friday and during drinks she mentioned to Byron how hard it must be not to know anyone. She went on to ask him if he had a girlfriend back east.When Byron said that he had, and that they'd broken up because of his move out west my wife seized on that and said, "Byron, you must really miss not having a girlfriend, a big handsome stud like you."Both Byron and I looked at Jane with open mouths. But it didn't seem. My precaution was unnecessary. He was well lubricated and relaxed, and he opened readily to my first thrust. On the second thrust, I went in his ass all the way to the hilt. He cried out in discomfort, and growing pleasure. I pulled out and pushed back in again, all the way.“Oh God, that’s good,” he cried out, “fuck me, make me a man”.I began moving faster, in and out, and harder and harder. I went faster and faster, till I was moving my hips as fast as I humanly could. He wailed in ecstacy as. " Tristan looked up. A young, dark-haired woman stood in front of him. "I think that is my seat." She indicated the empty chair next to him."Oh OK." He moved his chair forward so she could get past and sit down. She turned to look at Tristan and smiled. She had a radiant smile, which lit up her whole face, and her dark eyes seemed to shine. She leaned forward to put her bag beside her chair. Tristan noticed she had the first few buttons of her blouse undone, revealing an ample cleavage.She.