Charlotte pushed me back and smiled as she glanced over her should round the near empty bar. "Shhh, later." she said picking up her drink and ushering...my hand away. As we spoke more and caught up on our lives, work, family etc we ended up talking about relationships. "A few guys, you know, I like to test the water, move around, sample the guys as you know...I have no type as you would know." she said cheekily as she glanced at a couple of guys having a quiet drink at the far end; they were two. Watching him stroking his big banana was a bit mesmerising, to say the least, and I could feel Gloria was getting interested as well. So I decided to get into the swing of things myself. I grabbed the big end of his huge knob and I told it that it could only do that if I wanted it to, and that it was a naughty boy. Then I tapped it on the end. You should have seen the look on Duncan's face. It was a picture. I'd called his bluff and he didn't know what to say. I think I must have hurt him a bit. She had tears in her eyes, and many scrapes and bruises on her back. Still, her loins were on fire, and she knew that she had long since been enjoying the solid fucking she was being given. She was not just enjoying this, she wanted it to never stop. She felt the cock’s throbbing grow even more frantic, and then she realized her cunt was throbbing as well. At the exact same moment, the cock and her cunt reached climax, and a glorious sequence of the cock’s viscous spurts mixed with her molten. His cock bends. Instead of feeling like I’m getting dicked, I just feel pressure. There’s too much resistance from my end.“Wait, wait,” I say, glancing over my shoulder to look at him.“Move forward,” he says. With a non-violent shove, he sends me towards the door. I have to throw up my hands to brace them against the sides of the front of the graffiti-covered stall in order to prevent a collision with my head. As I remain hunched over like that, he stands up and spreads my ass cheeks. I.