I felt the massive strength of his body. I wondered at his huge biceps as he turned me on my back grabbed my ankles and forced my legs back with his s...rong hairy arms.Then I could see his huge dick pointing almost straight up towards his hairy stomach. I couldn't believe this was all happening to me. It must be a cruel dream. Was I really about be fucked by this Greek god?! I had hardly thought this as I felt his finger gently feeling my anus. He had regained his composure somewhat, perhaps. This was usually the role of the male hero of the story but it wasplayed by a very pretty young lady. This role had been more common inthe 1950's and today the principle boy was often played by a soap staror other male celebrity.Thursday came all too soon and Dave made his way from work to thetheatre. He was there about 7pm and wondered around for a while to seeif any other people were turning up for the auditions. For a while Davethought he may have got the wrong night as no one else was. I went down her again between her thighs placing my face on her divine pussy. My thirsty tongue stated it’s naughty play on the vaginal folds and the hidden clit. I did it expertly as I wanted her favours again in future. I took my own time.She stated experience her spasms or waves as my mouth worked on her virgin cunt and it’s silky folds. She reached her orgasm at last while my face was resting on her fleshy pussy.“Don’t you want to put it inside “? she asked after enjoying her secret. The food bill in that household must be astronomical. Wick’s wife, Eileen, was darn near the same size as Wick, and while no raving beauty, you could see they were are life-long couple. She couldn’t thank me enough for getting her and Wick out of the ‘frozen tundra’ of Appleton. She was also surprised to find that I was Canadian and wanted to know about Vancouver and the west coast. Apparently they were regularly bombarded with Alaska cruise and B.C. Tourism commercials on their cable channels..