I've got into the habit of sitting outside the shop in my disabled buggy, when the weather's fine anyway, smoking a couple of cigarettes, watching the...antics of the shoppers as they play dodgems in the car park, and talking to any friends or acquaintances that happen to walk by. No, the buggy's not disabled, that's me, old and decrepit.Of course, in the summertime, there's the added attraction of all the nubile young ladies! There's the horsey ones, in tight jodhpurs, young mums in tight jeans,. Saturday evening seemed to take ages to arrive but finally, it was upon us. We both showered and Jaq chose our outfits. Jaq looked her usual amazing self in a short lace dress and high heels; Jaq had me in white panties edged with lace, a red mini dress and a blonde wig.Paul and Rose arrived a little after eight; neither seemed shocked at how I was dressed, which indicated that Jaq had discussed the evening beforehand.Jaq was eager to get started and suggested that her slut husband get on his. (FYI I just had to stop writing for a few minutes to take care of my greedy little cunt, I so badly needed to cum. Story of my life, so frustrated right now). It genuinely was the first time I had been finger blasted and I couldn’t get enough. I grabbed her wrist, forcing her harder and faster inside me. My head started to spin and I squirted all over her hands and the rug on the floor. I thought my legs were about to give way as a fountain of cum spewed from my cunt slit. “Oh yesssss, give it. DAYUM! His first threeway. The other woman, as he looked closer, was tall and sensual, older than his wife, with a great body, from what he could see of it. He saw his adored wife, clad in silver ‘fuck me’ shoes, lacy black lingerie wide open, her eyes shut in pleasure. Her new partner’s hands were all over Barby’s supple tits, fondling gently, caressing the soft mounds of his wife’s titflesh. Darryl’s eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he could see that the woman and his wife were joined,.