”“I am too,” she said.Just as I finished my slice of pie, I glanced over at her cello. “The cello is one of my favorite instruments.” I said... “I love the sound. Sometimes it sounds like a wise old man speaking to me.”“Would you like to hear me play something for you, even though I am not a wise old man?”“I’d love that and you’re right, you certainly don’t look like a wise old man.”“Oh, and what do I look like,” she said, standing up, shifting one hip to the side, putting her hand on the back of. She knew very little about him other than the one line summary of his qualifications and his age. He was forty-eight but hardly looked it. He was not a degree candidate but possessed undergraduate and graduate degrees or experience which her boss had deemed sufficient. He was also the kind of man she found attractive. Obviously comfortable in his own skin, he could be assertive without being aggressive. He had an easy smile—never a smirk. As the oldest and the most articulate member of the. "Oh yeah, suck his cock," Brian urged. I reached down and squeezed her large breasts as she sucked me. I tugged the dress down and they popped out with a slight jiggle and swollen nipples. I pinched her nipple gently before I pulled away and looked at Brian."Watch me fuck her tits," I said with a grin.He moved over as I straddled her and slid my cock between the huge mounds. I pushed them together and pumped my cock between them, the fat tip hitting her chin on a few strokes. Her tongue flicked. He fucked her again for about 6 minutes then pulled out. How dirty are you whore? You dirty enough for a strangers cock in the arse? Hey bitch, are you? Fiona didnt answer she just looked down as his helmet rubbed around her puckered entrance, nudging at it. Of course Fiona was dirty enough for strange cock in the arse, this slut got gangbanged by her entire department at her old firm, but the old farmer wasnt to know that so she allowed him to think he was the first to fuck her ass. Here we go.