...cold beer seemed to help. Neither one if us had girlfriends, but Garnet was one of those gold looking guys that could get women at a snap of a fin...er, in fact he brought to home from the bar had a threesome and afterward sent one into wake me up with a bj! Yes he was a great roomate! I had a fuck buddy that I would call from time to time (usually about twice a week) we would get together and fuck. We were good together in bed, everywhere else absolutely no good! Donna wasn't great. His dick seemed to be hitting every spot, curving at the right moments. His house phone rang. The automatic, futuristic caller ID announced “Call from Angela Stone: arriving in five minutes”. Oh shit, Steve’s girlfriend was on her way! We both made eye contact. We knew what needed to be done. We began riding each other like it’s the end of the world. (Well, it would be if Angie caught us.) Steve continued pounding me. I felt every single ridge, curve, and vein. We had a super connection. I. I was shocked to see his size but yet I want to make him go out of the house. He got up and pushed him towards the door and asked him to go silently out. He stopped and turned back. He suddenly grabbed me and closed my mouth. He forced me hardly on the back of the sofa. He made me to bend down on the back of the sofa. I struggled a lot to get away from my grip but I failed. He lifted my denim skirt. I was wearing a lined cotton panty.He just moved it in the side. He was still holding a hand on. Now Bill was about 72, he was tall like me but fatter. His wife Sue was small lady I think a year younger, grey hair saggy tits but cute ass I noticed that. We worked hard cleaning the mess ( and believe me it was a mess ) it was very warm and we all wore shorts and loose tops, and were exhausted by end of day. My shoulders were hurting me ( bad when old couple look fitter than me ). Bill said she will give you massage she is great at that, I said it’s ok, nonsense Bill said she doesn’t bite.