" Excuse me," his voice was low and mellifluous, " I hope we're not spoiling your lunch, they can be pretty loud," I assured him that it was fine and ...hat we could see they were just enjoying themselves." May I ask you something?" I nodded affirmatively." Is your name Antonia?" As always when faced with someone recognising me I felt myself blush, " Yes I am, how do you know me?" He moved slowly from one foot to the other his black skin showing beads of sweat as his chest heaved a little,"Erm. I look with fear at my wife as my face approaches another man's rigid cock. "It's O.K., baby, I want this, you want this, they want this, just enjoy yourself...suck Tom's cock, my little slut, suck it for me". Tom is sitting back in the limo's leather - his arms stretched out, a slight grin on his face. Kathy is on her knees between her husband's legs stroking his beautiful, hard, nine inches of thick cock meat. She is smiling lustfully at me as I turn my head toward her husband's hard cock.. We went out and I turned towards the barn.“Where are we going?”I turned and did a sort of Groucho Marx impression, well I wiggled my eyebrows.“Behind the barn.”She gave me a bit of an old fashioned look.“What’s there?”Before I could answer we rounded the corner and she spotted the static caravan.“Oh! I didn’t know this was here!”“Almost no one does. It is well screened from the road, I think the previous owners used that as part of the appeal for holiday visitors. I didn’t want to do that so it. This was a very nice hotel. And it is very quite late at night. Our room is at one end of the hall and the ice machine is way at the other. As I walk a man comes out of one of the rooms. A robe on also. He is younger and powerfully built. We make eye contact and smile at each other. "Nice evening" he says. "It will be for me after I make myself a stiff drink." I replied looking him in the eye with a sly smile. The ice machine was in a small room with a door. We walked in and closed the door..