Bad idea, she thought. Stupid idea, she thought. Why did she let Richard talk her into this? You need to get away, he said. I have a cabin in the wood... he said. He never told her it was so secluded. He never told her he would have to leave. The fire spit again as she stood up, hugged her sweater tightly around her and started to explore the room. The place had that old camp smell. You know, smoky, woody, and musty. The furnishings were old and worn and the family photos were all black and. " As she reached in and grabbed his cock he whispered to her "Do you want my big cock? Do you like a big cock in that tight pussy?" She answered by stroking his cock from top to bottom and rubbing his balls and then feeling the slit in the tip. He moaned loving her hand taking charge of his big member. She then grasped him tight and began to jerk him wanting him to cum in her hand. As she jerked his cock he kept his finger in her cold hole with the now melted ice cube. He tried to talk and tell. They where all dressed in there finery all four of them had there matching hats with there outfit’s and I must addmit they all looked gorgeous for Ladies in there 50’s I was only 25 at the time and I later found out that Mrs Smith the lady organising it was 64, she looked stunning, but I was attracted to her friend that lived in the Big house in the same road. Mrs Jones was a Stunning Lady and I had driven her before, her Husband had a very important Job and they where very well off. I must. It hadn't always been this way, when I first moved up here my wifeaccompanied me, we had been married for two years at the time, she lastedabout a year out here. To be honest she just couldn't put up with mycontrolling and domineering personality and the longer we lived out hereon our own the worse it got.I have always been a bit of a bully, especially with women, I don'tconsider them equal and I don't have much interest in anything they haveto say. I prefer a dumb bimbo to cook, clean, keep my.