” Charlotte did not want to get into a conversation about Fiona right now. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him and held him close to ...er.“I’m really sorry,” Fergal whispered in her ear.“What for?” Charlotte giggled. “I enjoyed it.”“No, I mean about the band.”“It’s alright. Me and Emma will sort things out.”“The band’s finished, Charlotte.”She pushed him away and glared at him suspiciously.“How?” she demanded.“I’m leaving the band. I’m going to London. My uncle has got me a job on. Then to my surprise, almost as if reading my mind, she lifts herself more leaning way back, and guides the head of my cock to her bum. OMG!I think I know what she has in mind now! My cock gets even harder as I feel her relax as the tip slowly parts the puckered skin of her opening. We both watch as my cock slowly disappears into that beautiful hot ass as she uses gravity to her advantage. What a sight! What a feeling! I squeeze and try not to cum as my cock spasms.We stay paused like that, each. Doug walked around the oblong dwelling with its groups of windows in twos apart from what was called the sunroom and that had a wall of glass. He stepped on to the large wooden deck that extended out on piles a little way out over the saltwater lagoon. In the distance he could see the waves of high tide running over the sand bar and slop carrying sand into the lagoon. A woman with long hair a few yards out was lolling in the water. She called out ‘Hi’ and waved, appearing unfazed as being. Some of the cowboys laughed at this remark, and with a straight face I responded, How do you know Im not? The whole bunch was hooting and hollering at my comment, and from that point on, for the rest of the weekend I was known as The Porn Star. With that, I took out my cell phone and passed around some of the pics that my husband has taken of me fucking other men. Well this caused quite a stir, as you can imagine, and I spent the next twenty minutes explaining to fifteen cowboys how my husband.