The leggings and top I had worn the day before were sweaty and unusable after the heat of the bike ride. After a good look through her closet and seve...al unsuccessful try-ons, I found a tight fitting, stretchy dress of Lisa’s that I hoped wasn’t too revealing and didn’t look ridiculously short for my rather older legs. I wore it with tights. This was a mistake, which I only discovered when we arrived at the playground and it was too late to change; the damn thing rode up my thighs constantly,. She could feel the contours of it as they passed over her pussy lips - the veins, the swollen bulb, his hairs and his balls as being in so deep pushed them back. Their legs slapped hard together with each stroke, both their mouths were wide open and breathing deep, with the occasional moan.‘Fuck me! Fuck me! I want that cock! More, more, harder!’ she was yelling by this point as she felt her climax starting to rise. She moved her hips quicker – as did he. Reaching round, he squeezed her. I saw the two old guys chatting with their wives at a table and wondered if their other halves knew what they got up to. I rolled one of my occasional ‘special’ cigarettes, and wandered down further into the gardens. Id just got to a more secluded part of the garden to light up when the shorter of the two old men came over and started to make small talk. I could see straight away how pissed he was and could smell the booze on his breath. He re-introduced himself as Mike, reminding me we had met. First, I have to inspect the bump.’ Gray turned on his bedside lamp and kissed his wife. ‘Gray the bump is lower.’ ‘I’ll get there. I’m just taking the scenic route.’ He kissed her jaw, and up to her ear, licking and biting as he went along. ‘Gray, we just finished doing that. Look for the bump.’ ‘You said I had until 7 o’clock, don’t rush me woman.’ He kissed her tenderly, along the back of her neck, and the front for chest. After putting the nipple of her breasts between his teeth, he began.