We decided to meet in Guildford, Surrey, at The King's Head. Jaq and I arrived just after seven, on Saturday evening. Ian pulled up before we had left...the car. We made our introductions and retired to the pub. We all got on really well and Ian was very attracted to Jaq, he had seen her pictures but said she was more sexy when you meet her.Jaq was dressed in a little short black dress, red high heel shoes, red lace panties and stockings, her blonde hair flowing in long curls, she looked amazing.. Neither of us said a word. She was probably thinking about her ex-boyfriends big cock and how she had once been 18 and a little wild. I was thinking that I was sitting next to a woman on a couch while she was showing me photos of her jacking a cock off. We were both lost in worlds of our own but at the same time sharing the same experience.Her voice got quieter…more breathy. “Now look at the next one.” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. There was Mrs. J…that huge rod stuffed in her mouth as. Pleasure. It felt really nice fucking my opened ass pussy with lotion. I went to the gym with some trepidation that night. I wanted Jim, but I was fearful of being hurt worse. I went in the locker room, surprisingly, there was another guy in there changing too. We essentially ignored each other, he left before I did, I walked out into the workout area, Jim was, as I expected, already into his routine. Not knowing how to deal with the mixed thoughts running through my head, I began my routine.. He is large and thick, stretching my walls beyond fullness. ‘Oh God’ I whisper. ‘Not quite’ he mutters and I giggle. Suddenly, a door opens in the corridor. We freeze, his cock still inside me, his mouth near my ear. ‘Let’s see if you can be quiet,’ he says and continues to thrust inside my wet pussy, the sound of him gliding in and out the only sound in the corridor. He bites my ear and hoists my legs higher on his torso. ‘Shhh, Gabby.’ We don’t don want to be caught. I hear footsteps heading.