At thirty-six, he still was a thin, wiry man – but no longer young. There was a hint or two of gray in his mostly black head of hair, now, and his b...lly was not quite as thin as it once was. There were a few worry lines on his face, centered on his eyes and sides of his mouth. His face wasn’t quite as lean as it once was, though there was now a more stern look than the playful man he’d been just a decade prior.She let her head droop once more as she collected herself. The room was stuffy and. We took a little walk along the path which led around some large hedges. Once we were out of sight we headed over to a sculptured bench and I sat down. I pulled her down to me; she was bent over, her hands rested on my thighs, lips pressed against each other, kissing her passionately. She pulled my shirt out of my trousers and started to release my trouser buttons then pulled down my zip. I shuffled her round so that my hand was able to slip up her dress. I started to massage her pussy lips.. "Uh no, no, just weren't expecting you there." She doesn't back away and she grabbed one of the two drinks I was holding between us, "that mine?, she asked, gesturing to one, "yes," I replied. She took the drink out of my hand and a sip rolled into her sexy mouth as she stared into my eyes as I tried not to consistently stare back. "Are you nervous to be alone with me?" she asked. "No," I replied not very convincingly. "Its totally ok, you don't have to be nervous, we are totally alone now,. Taking a deep breath, Martha dialed Bobby’s number.“Hey babe. You ready for tonight?”“Bobby, there’s something I need to tell you.” Will started kissing down her back while massaging her butt.“What’s up, babe?”“Tonight’s not a good night.”“What do you mean?”“I mean that—” Will had made his way down her back and had just slid his tongue into her asshole. She hit the mute button on the phone and turned around.“What are you doing?” she hissed at him.“Returning the favor. Relax, Martha. You.