I took a shower and wandered up to the manor, caterers were scuttling around, a boy band was doing a sound check and a group of very fit black guys we...e chatting around the back of the marquee. How do, I said in my best village idiot voice, Whats going off then lads? Thought it was a five thirty, turns out its a nine thirty, one of them said. Dancers, Strippers? I asked. Yeah something like that, do you want to do one before you really annoy us? he suggested. Have a nice day, I said, Just the. In no time I received some replies but they were from hookers and big fat girls with huge saggy tits. That certainly wasn’t worth the risk me losing my marriage for.On a whim, I decided to change my profile picture with a picture I found online of a guy naked from the waist down with a huge cock. Seriously his cock was at least twice the size of mine. I logged in again the next day and was surprised to see at least a dozen responses. I went through them and found several were from some really. Who was I to deny myself the pleasure?I could feel myself on the ledge of an orgasm. Each time, he was inside me, he worked me like he couldn't get enough. And I loved it especially after my sedate marital bed for three years. My sweet departed husband was not an adventurer. Being brought up in a controlling religious household, ensured he only practiced missionary style while we both were under the sheet and in dark. So when he died, I was set free sexually. And didn't I just love it!Kneeling,. As soon as it was out of the way I loosened the hook and eye fastening of her bra, and she held her arms out in front of her so that I could slip it over them and off her hands. I briefly cupped her breasts in my hand, letting their softness fill my hands before they travelled slowly down her stomach to the waistband of her skirt, loosening the fastening and telling her to let it fall to the floor when I had done so. I then asked her to lean over and put her hands on the bed. Dropping to my.