One trip in perticular was a very interesting one. I was at the bar with 2 of my co workers enjoying the band and feeling no pain. A older couple in...their late 50’s were there and began talking to us. The wife was pretty overweight and definatly not my type. But she was very ‘friendly’ with all three of us guys. Right in front of her husband she would begin to rub my hair and touch my thigh. She would go between the three of us and make comments about us being away from home and asked us. I did, too. I doubt if Hank's ever been with a woman as needy as I was last night, which was your fault, David. You started my fuck motor while you watched me bathe. No, that's not fair. I started my own motor when I conceived the underwater incestuous, psychic suck. She shivered with passion, and felt a knot of arousal start to form in her cunt. "Were you too busy fucking your sister, David? Is that why you didn't visit me, why you didn't watch me fuck Hank?"This mess is your fault, George,. .. She gave a tinkling laugh.“It’s a bit early, and I’ve got other appointments.”“This evening? Say about seven?”“Here?”“I cook.”“Unusual. I can make that.”“Fish okay?”“My favourite.”“I’ll have the champagne on ice too.”“I have to drive.”“There’s three spare bedrooms.”“And yours! I’ll see you at seven.”Now, exactly what am I getting for supper?After we’d polished off the champers, the fish stew went down well with a bottle of Sancerre, and the little chocolaty pudding I created was accompanied. He slid into me and rocked into me again. I’d never done it in this position before, but it felt good. After a few minutes, he straightened up, keeping his dick inside. He put his hands on my hips and thrust into me some more. I never knew a man could last so long. It had been a solid twenty minutes of fucking. After another ten minutes, he pulled out again but didn’t let go. He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top of him. He stared at me as he pulled me down onto his cock. ‘Ride me,’ he.