Then he put a hand over my head and pressed downwards. I knew what he meant. I got down and took his fat juicy cock in my mouth. It was not a regular ...ock, it was quite thick and it filled my mouth completely. He was moaning softly and then he caught the back of my head and pushed his cock further down my throat and the moaning got louder. His cock was in mouth till the hilt touched my lips and the I began to choke. He took it out to let me breathe and then the cock went in again. Now he was. A man that shecould have sworn wasn't there a moment before. But what surprised hermost was that he was wearing a robe. "Hello Evalynn." What?" Evalynn asked in confusion, wondering how he knew her name. Hewas obviously crazy if he was walking around in public with a bathrobe,though he didn't really give that feeling. Then again, he just might bean eccentric whose party she'd been to once. That might explain it,though he certainly didn't look familiar."No," the old man chuckled weakly,. My further urging for her to spread her legs a little, had her excitedly giggling but putting on an act of modesty and refusing to do it.Some ten minutes or so passed and I was wondering if I could get Margie to walk along the beach naked, when one of the guys got up and began to slowly walk along towards us."Someone's coming to take a closer look at you," I teased Margie."Oh God!" I'll die of shame, Margie exclaimed in her embarrassment but with what I detected as sexy excitement as well.The. Would you like something stronger than lemonade?" Jean asked."No, thanks." Me neither, thanks."Inside, Jean made a bourbon and water, downed half of it, and refreshed her glass. When she returned, she sat back down in the lounger. Jeremy and Jason pulled their chairs closer to her. For a moment, she felt surrounded. She tugged the towel around her legs."Well?" What should we do?" Married women usually don't commit adultery and every woman's different. Since I don't know her, I'm not sure how I.