. it was odd to think of having a ‘lot of living to do’. But I did think. Booked a hotel just outside the M25 and rode the bike south. For some ti...e I’d had in mind visiting Salisbury Hall, now the home to the De Havilland museum. De Havilland no longer exist as a separate company, but in the past were responsible for some very significant aircraft; Gypsy Moth, Tiger Moth (trainer of many Battle of Britain pilots) Comet (both the pre-War racing twin and the post-War jet airliner), the versatile. It wasn't long before we were both cumming in each other's mouths. We then cleaned up and dressed then left. On the agreed night I drove my wife to the pub and after we had drunk our first drink Mark turned up with his wife. We introduced our wives to each other telling them that we had met through work and after ordering and eating a meal and plying them with a generous amount of wine we gradually led the conversation round to more intimate things. I told Mark and his wife that I thought that. " Oh fuck ... fuck ... fuck!" Rob cries out. I turn to look, as does Frank, and we're both sitting there watching Rob's nut happen."Don't get it on the fucking bag man!" I find myself telling him, as Rob seems to realize he might be, rolling over in my direction, pumping out the last few squirts of his own climax into the grass instead. About then Frank stands up, moves off a bit, facing away, but the way his hand finally slows, it's obvious he's just tossed one off into the grass too though I. Hungry since I met you at the door. Hungry for your touch, your kiss...your cock." Her use of the word surprised, but did not shock, me. I was beginnning to zoom in on her erotic core. She was tired of playing The Good Wife, and wanted to have some physical fun. So much the better if it were someone who knew the score, didn't want anything from her that she chose not to give. Someone who was as intelligent...and as lonely...as she was.That, of course, luckily, was me."Don has to travel," I.