With a close-cropped almost bald head, big intense blue-grey eyes, a strong, well-proportioned, somewhat hard chiselled face, and a taut muscular body...I liked to keep fit with a harsh regime of gym work at least three times a week and a daily four-mile run without fail, I guess I understood why many folk stopped and turned back to look at me when I passed, both men and women alike. I was used to this so just shrugged it off. Travelling all the way to the United Kingdom was a feat unto itself. Karen was so pretty and she stuck out her butt as she turned. Wiggling her butt at me.Karen turned and slowly undid one button after another and her blouse hung open and she held it open as she danced with her hips swaying. Somehow seeing her bra encased tits as she was stripping was so hot. K removed her blouse and throw it at me and then lifted her skirt slightly showing off her legs. Karen just pulled her front opening bra off and tossed it aside, my camera forgotten as she danced. Soon her. That she will put some in the club house for me. I thanked her and was on my way home. I had the greatest time with George as his wife. Then it happened it was July of 1974 and George was fucking to the hilt. As he got older he lasted longer and had two or three hadrons and full cums before he was finished. So I was there two or three hours with him fucking me. I never left before he was finished. That July in "74" was the day (after two loads) and he was on his third, that I had my first anal. I'd deliberately missed my mid-afternoon snack, and the smells were delicious, so there was a BIG smile on my face. I hoped there was a BIG quantity of food to put into my face.We repeated the introductions, including me seeing how they reacted to the plural "girlfriends". They accepted it as if it was the most natural thing in the world.I made a couple of very enthusiastic comments about how much I was looking forward to dinner, which the ladies seemed very happy to hear.After the ladies left.