'Number 8: What is Pi equal to?' Ah. As I racked my brains for the answer, I remembered the answer to Number 2 and eagerly filled in Alex Guardino - D...stination Unknown.'Number 9: What is the cube root of -27?' No idea. So I put nine. Maths wasn't my strong subject'Number 10: What does DC stand for?' Ahhh. Direct Current.'Number 11: Who wrote Hamlet?' William Shakespeare. Easy.'Number 12: Who paints swimming pools?' Fuck.'Number 13: Who were the three tenors?' Pavorotti, Dominguez and. It started as, after a lingering kiss, Bob said, "Are you hot? You look hot. I like your T shirt, by the way ... but isn't it awfully hot right now?"This particular T shirt said, "Exaggerators Anonymous - A trillion strong and growing!" You know, it is awfully stuffy in here," she agreed, and lifted her arms straight up, her meaning obvious, that he was expected to assist her.And he did, happily, slowly exposing the flesh of her abdomen, and then her naked breasts. He couldn't wait to taste. She began stroking my hair. I rose up on my arms and started moving again, easing my cock in and out of her pussy and listening to the wet sounds it made. I felt her tremble as I moved a little faster. Suddenly she stiffened and cried out. It excited me, caused me to pound her harder. She ground her pussy against me and came again and again, her cries shrieking in my ears as I finally came in a huge gush. I fell limp next her, my pulsing cock still in her. She tousled my hair and smiled. “My. As it happens, although I’d put dark glasses on, for some reason, I couldn’t get off but kept my eyes closed anyway and she was sure I was asleep. I felt her move next to me and just cracked one eye open and saw the guy sitting next to her having a feel of her tits. Should I tackle her about it or see what happened? I stayed still.Next thing, she got up and I heard her tell him she was going to the toilet and as she edged past him he had a good feel of her arse. She wasn’t long and sat down.