Her first oral sex was six years away, in Liverpool, England.She’d finally relinquished her virginity at age 29, to her husband, Charlotte Baker. It...was the best night of her life, and one she thought might never occur. It hadn’t yet, with a true male, she thought, frowning gloomily.Saturday night. She’d never injected herself into a situation where coupling with a man might result. It was a distinct possibility here. She sensed instinctively, and Charlee had said as much: “If you want a chance. Her butt looked completely bare and her mound was soft and inviting. Bet I could bounce up a foot on that, he thought, feeling his cock surge."Sure," he said, showing her the tube of cream and feeling his balls churn. Her jugs were bigger than softballs he was sure, about the size of cantaloupe he decided, well more than a handful, and they were just inches from his nose. He felt a throbbing tremor in his testicles as he noted the thrust of her hardening nipples which seemed ready to leap from. All the while she squeezed him tight. Again and again. Milking his pecker and pulling it further into her depths. He grabbed her legs, pushed them together, and held them close to his chest. Her ass snuggled close to his balls. And then he fucked her. In and out. Hard and slow. Shallow and deep. The stitches in his gut pulled and burned, but he refused to stop until her pussy quivered around his cock and he’d pumped the last of his gravy into her. Moe was breathing like a locomotive. He let go. If this weekend is anything to go by, the three of us could have a lot of fun together. And who knows what might develop. Introduce her to Cheryl and her friends, maybe.”“Now you’re looking too far ahead. We don’t know yet what’s going to happen on Friday.”Chris said, “Let’s go to bed and have a rehearsal.”*****************************They called to collect Cheryl before driving to meet Moira and Victor, who had agreed to act as hosts; desirable, said Cheryl, because they had a suitable.