This was very exciting for me to consider. “I arranged things with John, the guy I had sex with in the parking lot…and well, some after that as we...l. He agreed to play along and meet me… us… at the pub.” Ronnie was listening intently and I was enjoying telling my story. “Not only did we bring John home with us, we also brought his friend, James … the one who had fucked Melissa. They both had their way with me. I loved it and so did my husband.“Since then, I met Steve and Jackie. Please don’t. Adam unloaded their supplies while the two women talked and then went into the bedroom to let them carry on and began to sketch again. Midway through the second drink, the alcohol began to have its intended effect. The woman settled down and was getting a little tipsy. And she opened up. "You are so lucky to have Adam. My husband is such a shit in difficult situations. He's all talk and no do. I have to say, if you didn't already have him, I know how I would pay him back. I don't have a lot of. She then walked over to her friends, told them something and they all laughed and left the club. I was devastated. I had never been so humiliated. I was so horny and I just got scammed by some English slut. Something snapped within me and I knew I would never let someone do that to me again. I left the club and went back to my hotel. Defeated, exhausted and angry.The next day I did the tourist thing again. But this time something had changed within me. The Greek girls I still saw as goddesses. As it slowly slid into her she forgot all about Trish, she only remembered why she fucked this man int he first place. Yes he was old. yes he was fat. Yes he was hairy. But by God his cock was big. She could feel it slide in and out, every vein rubbing her sphincter. She opened her eyes. Oh my god it just got better. Trish had taken her trousers and knickers off and was sat, legs spread, playing with her pussy. Sarah reached down to her own and started to rub her clit . Some how her and.