Jack and I go back a long way, we have done a lot together, I would truly class him as my best friend, I could sense he was becoming torn as the tempe...ature rouse during our bonding sessions and the growing frustration of his wife. But I could not help the increasingly erotic and intense thoughts of his having sex with his wife, I knew deep down they where beginning to cloud my judgement, I knew I was willing to jeopardise our friendship just to have her and I also recognised she wasn't going. I was astonished she looked mid to late 20's at the most.That was maybe 4 months ago in the warmer weather and I hadn't seen her for ages but now it was the end of winter and well here we were.I had thought about her a few times.I was in a daze it seemed as I snapped out to clicking fingers and her stamping out a smoke and her saying she had to get back to work.Here's your chance I thought to myself.I mentioned to be careful as the sun was now glowing bright orange and some joggers were. Then she had to stand up on the foot pegs to try to get it into place. The bike wobbled a little and Bob turned his head."Sit still!" he barked."The p-p-pillow!" she shouted.He slowed while she stood and stuffed the pillow into place. She got it almost all the way under her, but when she sat down her butt was still being vibrated, just at the bottom of her slit. It wasn't so bad, though, so she squeezed him to let him know she was settled.For the next hundred miles she leaned her head against. I broke off from sucking Mel to cry out when I felt him try to put a large digit into my anus and tried to protest that I wasn't up for that. But Mel grabbed me by the hair and pulling me down on to his cock really began to ride my mouth with some force.In spite of the grip Mel had on me I broke free of his grip when Alan pushed a deep probing finger into my rear. "Please guys, don't take me like that I'll do anything else but that." Honey, you really are tight there -- does old Tom not ride.