I want to fuck the world. Ahhhh."Her sex talk was bringing me to a state of constant arousal. I started humping upward, wanting Carol to suck my coc.... I was still smothered by her ass and cunt. She ignored my pulsing cock.She taunted me, "Want me to suck your cock? Want me to cum on your face? Cum on my tits?"Her grinding intensified. She was drowning me in her sex. She wanted nothing but sex. My mind was blurred by a constant sexual feeling. I could think of nothing but Carol and sex.. 5'8" 130 pounds, 36c chest and great hips and ass! She does let loose on the weekends and we've always had a great sex life. This, however, was not exactly part of our fantasies. She slid on sheer black stockings and walked to her closet. She reached into the back and pulled out a red cocktail dress - one that I'd never seen before. She slid into it and made me zip up the back. I stood behind her as she checked herself in the full length mirror. My mouth was open in a bit of shock. The dress. I still held my cockin my hand and giving finishing touch. I found myself in such a sarcasticsituation of holding my cock tightly in my hand and cuming.She looked at me seriously andshut the door. I got worried very much as I feared that she would scold me ortell the same to my mother. But, every thing went as usual and nothing serioushappened. That night as I was about to go to bed she entered my room seriouslyand asked me to close the door. I did as I was told and stood before her withmy head. Proceedings kicked off with us all meeting in the beer garden of my local pub (let’s say it is the Bondi Pub) ... as some of the guys are not out, the pub of choice is a straight pub to avoid any anxiety such a meet might bring on.Two o’clock (afternoon) rolled around and the guys turned up one by one at the designated meeting spot in the pub. Some had been to previous meets so were more comfortable than the newbies attending for the first time. Thankfully the sun was out and it was warm enough.