I don’t know whether she meant to or not, but after I’d been standing there for about a minute - scanning the room, looking for her, Carol was sta...ding next to me."How are you?" I asked, "doing okay?" God, she looked beautiful.“Yeah, so so,” she said, “still single. How about you?””Same here, but dating now.”“Oh good, how’s it working out for you?”“Not bad.” She smiled and bit her lip. I’ve always thought that was erotic, with Carol it was more erotic than most. I felt my cock twitch.Carol. The group consisted of two of her work mates Sarah and Amy, her best friend Eve from whom she has known since her school days and our neighbour and good friend Helen. All the arrangements were finely tuned and the day arrived, the girls were due to travel the 100 or so miles in Amy’s car but on the morning it totally let her down. Amy had a 7 seater so it was ideal for the job but now the girls were carless as all of the respective partners had made their own arrangements and needed their cars.. He looked at me with love in his eyes but he was so sad. Sad because he didn't want to share his wife, his beautiful bride. He didn't want to be a cuckold but he couldn't help himself. I looked at him for a moment with his mouth so full and then I said, "Swallow" and he did. It was the ultimate humiliation."Mr. Hamilton came over to us and he put his arm around me. I could see he was getting another erection and he stood in front of my cuckold as if to flaunt his masculinity and dominance. He. She swung her legs out and over his shoulders to get the deepest and most gratifying angle for his entire length and began humping back on him in perfect rhythm. The entire events of the evening along with the Champagne, had her at a fever pitch. When she came, she let out all of her a****l noises that she had ever expressed during orgasm. She howled, she growled, she moaned, she screamed. She yelled 4-letter words as one orgasm after another rolled through her like storm waves on the beach..