My mind was still so fuzzy that I didn't fully realize my situation.I was laying on the bed, naked but for the helmet, My lower legs were hanging down...over the edge. I was facing the ceiling with closed eyes. I was quite exhausted from the night. Then, I felt a hand on my thigh, caressing me. It felt good and a smile appeared on my face. I felt his caressing slowly moving upwards. As he touched my other thigh, I spread my legs a bit to make room for his hand and let out a small sigh, which. He looked down at me and asked "you ready to get fucked bitch?" I said 'more than you will ever know.He had me climb down off the table, turned me facing it and pushed my face down into it. I quickly skooped up some of the drool from my face fucking and shoved it in my butt. He put the head of his glorious cock at my entrance and that is when I realized he was going to fuck me bareback. I said you are clean aren't you and replied there is only one faggot in this room. Then I said jut go. Even after I married I still enjoy once or twice a year having a one night stand with a stranger. At the time this story happened I was 47 years old with a husband and two k**s. I had been married almost twenty years. I have always kept myself in good shape. 5 foot 4 in height and 125 pounds, "C" cup boobs, blonde hair. I have always been complimented on my looks and would always get hit on when out with the girls. So on the day this started I was in the backyard sunning in my bikini. The 16. He could tell she was distracted in thought, otherwise, she would have noticed that she had already turned a few other heads.This wasn’t going to take very long.Meghan sat on her stool, legs crossed, casually bouncing one slowly over the other for a few minutes. She teased at her hair and regarded her nails, then she nodded the bartender over.“What may I offer you, Miss?” he asked.Meghan grinned sharply. She wanted to say something like a Cosmopolitan but went with an Old-Fashioned with brandy..