I could see howembarrassing Anna was finding this, biting her lip and staring mournfully awayfrom us both, but I could also see a damp patch appearing...in her gusset. Mr R told her to touch her toes, and picked up a Lochgelly Tawse. 'You are to count each stroke and say Thank You Sir after each one' he instructed. He raised his hand, then SLAP! The tawse cracked down on her buttocks andAnna let out an anguished yell. A second stroke quickly followed, knockingher slightly off balance, taking. But my mind was elsewhere. Gary facing me allowed me to see just how manly Gary was. Eight inches of beautifully tanned and shaved old man cock dangled between his legs. Gary was definitely a shower, not a grower. What a cock. Then I realized the thickness. Gary was blessed with a nice thick cock roughly two and half inches around and eight inches thick with a gorgeous mushroom tip. The kind I had only seen these in porn. The most I had worked with prior to this was six and half inches, maybe.. Two years, for fuck's sake.He organised the whole thing in advance on the Friday with a guy of 24 from his college who he knew would be into me - a thing for older bi guys, apparently.So we ended up sitting with this lad and his pals in a gay bar in the city. Good body on him, about five foot eight, nice face, so I was definitely into him. Cue plenty of flirting and I totally cruised him out, laid it on thick that I was dying for a bit of fun after a drought, kinda thing.We had a bit of a dance. I grabbed his head and forcefully pumped my cock into his mouth before exploding. As he stood up I realized he had his pants down and his raging hard cock eas pointed right at my face. I greedily descended on it. Bobing my head back and forth quickly had Mike moaning. When he began fucking my face and my head was hitting his lower abdomen anyone who came in would have thought he actually was fucking a warm wet cunt with the flesh slapping sounds going on. In a few moments he was holding me down.