‘I’m down but not out,’ she thought as she bided her time while her head bobbed up and down as she sucked on his cock in short shallow strokes ....When she felt ready she commenced her second attempt. Her strokes grew longer, as her head bobbed up and down on his cock slower. “Oh yeah…. Suck it in deeper bitch!” Loraine loved his audacity, it took guts for him to be strapped to his seat and still call her bitch. His valor turned her on even further. Loraine loved to play dominant female, but. Even the waiter knew the truth. ******* ‘…and you must let Bertie put you up for membership! You will, won’t you Bertie?’ ‘Rather! You play croquet, Frances? The club’s lawns are excellent. No rowing teams for you, Allan, old boy. Too many damned feluccas and barges. Your father told me you almost made the Oxford rowing list?’ ‘Didn’t quite get my blue, Sir, but I did row for Christ Church during Eight’s Week. That was when I met Frances.’ Allan took hold of his wife’s hand under the table and. Barb started at my feet and worked her way up from there. When she got to my penis, she put a great deal of effort - almost making a show of it - massaging the lotion into me. It seemed to take a great deal of stroking to satisfy her that my penis was adequately protected with the SPF 30 lotion. The man to the east was really working on his woman's dangling breasts now and she was returning the favor as she jerked his penis thoroughly. Barb did my stomach and chest, continuing to move up my. She could see the lust in his eyes as he continued to undress. She was watching as he unbuckled his belt, unzipped his slacks and let them fall to his feet. Her gaze went immediately to the hard cock between his legs. It was above average, longer than her husbands, but not as think. She knew she would definitely be experiencing a new dick. It connected to his body at the base with a thick patch of brown pubic hair. Her husband was a hairy beast, so she admired Jeff's man-scaped body. He.