I just somehow knew who he was as soon as I laid eyes on him, and I knew this would be the man I would take the plunge with.We sat at an outdoor table... and after a few minutes chatting, Bill started telling me how much he wanted to ram his giant cock down my throat. The way he talked dirty really started getting me turned on and I was ready then and there to drop down on my knees and have a go at it. But clearer heads prevailed, and he arranged for me to meet him after work that evening.Bill. “Oh God! Yes.”I moved again, slowly very slowly, aware of Garrett’s hands still gripping me and his cock still pressed between my cheeks. “Yes, what?” I rocked my hips again.“Yes, he’s been good. Let him fuck you. Please,” Anya panted.Leaning forward, I wiggled my ass, presenting it to him. “Slide it in. I want you to fuck my ass while I fuck your wife.”Garrett pushed the tip of his cock between us, coating it well, and then pressed it slowly into my star. My head fell back and I gasped in. He kinda looks like the cage fighter Urijah Faber and as we were chatting the words "ex boyfriend" slip out of my mouth and with that, thats all he needed. So he invited me back to his place for a few drinks and a few blocks later we enter his house. We made some Tequila sunrises and went up to his room and he started to massage my tense muscles and then all of the sudden quicker then you could say "flaming fag" he got this look in his eyes, ripped my shirt off and started sucking and kissing. ‘It’s damned typical!’ Harcourt told himself as he lay there listening to the sounds of the night, ‘The sodding cart sounds like all hell breaking loose when we’ve got it. The damned thing doesn’t make a bloody squeak when they’ve got it.!’ In the darkness away from the glade the three robbers stopped briefly and gathered their own mounts, one of which was a handsome grey mare, scattering the troop horses and moving a mile or so down the road. Finally they stopped and gathered by the tail of.