The room is large, several tables, with books open and papers strewn about, old pieces of parchment, maps, globes. In the far left corner of the room ...s a fireplace, and two chairs, one of which contains Professor Lambeau. In the right corner, a couch whose arms look rather worn. I walk over to the chair slowly, cautiously, afraid of whats going to happen, if I can handle this. Professor Lambeau just watched me until I reached the chair, where he asked me if I would like to hang my coat up. I. “Lay back and spread your legs; I want you wide open." Hoisting both legs up, I watched as Cheyenne pulled down her pants, reached in her bag and pulled out a strap. I could hear my pussy popping with anticipation. It looked about 10 or 12 inch and I knew she planned to go deep. Stroking the strap up and down with lube she moaned "Mmm that looks good sweetness. Put your fingers in your pussy and taste them for me."I stroked my fingers in and out several times slowly then brought my hand to my. Resting by lamp posts, or in the doorways of shuttered shops, or in the shadow of hedges, could be seen the occasional silhouette of women, dressed provocatively, frequently smoking, and eyeing him with rather less reserve than that which he eyed them. Martin shivered. Did he have to? he wondered. But then, of course, why else would anyone choose to come out to this part of town?In the nearly fifty years of his life, the usual pleasures of marriage or children had somehow eluded him. He had. I swam for a while but then decided to return to the beach. I walked up the sand to my towel and as I approached the two women I noticed the older one was sat up on her towel looking my way. Her legs were spread and I could see her hairy pussy clearly. Straight away I felt my cock begin to harden again and I strode quickly back to my towel. I sat down and noticed she was looking my way with a smile on her face. I got out the tanning lotion and began to apply some. She didn’t look away as I.