"Now fucking suck it you fucking cocksucker," he demanded. I could not believe how his tone and vocabulary changed but I did know it turned me on. I...pushed my head down on his cock and tried my best to get that beast of a cock down my throat. Mitch had to wrench me off his cock to get me to stop. He pulled me up by my hair and lifted me over his shoulder. He threw me down on the bed. He ordered me to spread my legs as he undressed. His body was that of an older man still in very good. She smiled at his quiet determination and waited for his next move. He looked about the grotto with an inquiring eye. She did not have to follow Fabrizio's gaze to know where it lay, and he regarded her in newfound intensity. "I'm takin' you there," Fabrizio said decisively.Calypso was sure she had not imagined his smirk when she stuttered her agreement. But as it was, Fabrizio's expression was hidden when he made to stand.His throbbing ankle made him stagger for the first few steps, but soon. It was a look of disgust. They were thinking how can that fat pig dress like that. They were thinking that must be so embarrassing for my wife but it wasnt. She walked confident of her looks and her actions proved that. Just a lesson for the woman confidence is what attracts us men the most. The proof was in their husbands face but they probably thought it was wrong for them to look. We were seated at a table with two other couples. We sat with them before so we started a conversation. No one. As the evening got even less inhibited, some people started to make out heavily and it got a bit beyond second base, if you know what I mean. Unfortunately, I was on my own (no boyfriend) so I confined myself to the dance floor which was packed anyway. Then I felt a hand snake around my waist from behind, and then travel down over my tummy. I was wearing the Roman toga and just panties underneath. I had no idea who was touching me, but the cheek of him! He pulled my toga up by gathering the.