She was about 50, with a good figure for her age, black hair and dark crimson nipples, which were erect from the cold shower, but soon softened as she...started to warm up. As I sat looking at her, my cock started to twitch but I have learnt to control it over the years, as it's bad form to show an openly erect hampton in these places. Anyway, I drink in the sight before me for as long as I could and delighted in seeing her legs part a little and expose the smooth folds of her shaved pussy.As. "So you'll do it?" she asked, hopefully.Jack closed his eyes and willed himself to be calm. "I didn't say that." Will you make up your mind already?" Abigail asked."AAARGH!" Jack threw up his hands, even though he knew it was exactly the kind of response Abigail was hoping to get out of him."Shh..." Abigail admonished, trying not to laugh. "You don't want her to hear you RE—" Don't say it!" Jack growled at her. She closed her mouth, but she looked ready to bust a gut. He pointed from his wife. His torso was working my little knob pretty good, so it was not long before I exploded into yet another orgasm. Hubby did not let up despite my pleas to stop; he kept at me relentlessly. I came again and again and again. Oh, it was such heaven! He totally ravaged my body. My body was his to do what he liked with. I hardly knew which way to turn as I writhed in pleasure back and forth, or where one orgasm ended and the next started. Such complete and utter bliss I experienced! He pulled. "Just a beer, I think." No problem," I told Dot, and then she said, "Maybe I'll have a small whisky with that. If you don't mind, dear?" Are you sure you wouldn't like a double?" If you insist," Dot said.We were on our second round when two guys sat close. They swore a lot, so I asked Dot if she wanted to move or find somewhere else to drink."It's alright," Dot said. "That sort of language is all around us now. On TV, in movies. Bloody was a bad word when I was young. Now it's fuck this and.