She up close to me and we talked as we danced. She told how this wedding had her mind all fired up. She had a desire to make a commitment and get her...own marriage going. I told her its normal many feel that way. I too had thought about my own future, and would i be alone. I had married and divorced already. She ask if i would sit with her at the table, could we go for drinks after this was finished.I told her it was a date. We left the country club in my rental car. She ask if we could ride. Wo bahot hi khush dikhai de rahi thi or mere pyar ke liye tadap rahi thi. Fir hum usike room me chale gaye.Main usako kiss kiya or sath me uska t-shirt utar diya. Hum khade hi the.Hum just abhi hi bathroom se aaye the.Lekin fir bhi wo garam (hot) lag rahi thi. Usake garam jism ko chukke muje jannat ka ehsas hone laga. Fir main usake bra k upper se hi usake boobs ko dabane laga or wo mouning karne lagi. Or maze lene lagi. Fir maine bra nikal diya or khade khade hi uske boobs ko choose ne. ‘Imagine licking warm cum out of that cunt’‘Yeah. Feeling those skinny thighs either side of my head’‘Sniffing that poon tang’‘You eat out the cum that knocked her up Pete?’‘Wasn’t there’ I replied on my husband’s behalf.‘Too bad’There was a gap in the chat. In my mind I pictured five men sitting at their computers, their trousers around their knees, their cocks erect, their hands pumping. The idea that my fifty-two-year-old body was causing it, was incredibly arousing.My fingers moved faster. He sat up quickly, panting for air. I realised he was yet to be pleasured. Exhausted, I used my foot to unzip his jeans, and undo the button, I then pulled back his boxers with my toes and his cock flung up to attention, his thick long member made me even wetter, I licked my lips, pressing the soles of my feet against his dick, one on either side, moving my feet up then down, jerking him off with the sexy soft soles of my feet. He was clearly enjoying it, and his rock hard member felt good.