It was tantalizing torture but he loved it. She would grip his cock with the muscles in the walls of her cunt and squeeze him as if her hands were the...e. This bitch could really fuck, he thought to himself. Finally she was seated on his hips, his cock buried to the hilt in her. Sara began to rock back and forth on his cock, riding him like a horse. He felt the pressure start to build within him as she raised up a little each time and slid down him. His balls ached as if. She smells good. Her hand strokes over my head a few times and she gives me some soft kisses on it. I`m wondering about it but don`t say anything.Then her hands slip down slowly to my chest and she`s kissing me in the neck. It feels good!A certain part of me begins to show how good it feels. There is already a little bump in my shorts.I`m afraid mom has seen it already. She takes off her hands for a few seconds and has them on me again. She had opened her dressing gown. Now I feel something. " Ha, all these questions," she smiled, "No I am not with anyone and a white wine would be nice please."Bill went and got her drink plus a gin for himself and the two sat at a spare table away from the dance floor.The early conversations revealed that they were both divorced and had been for sometime and they both lived in the nearby town but in different parts of it.They appeared to be getting on well and Bill was no longer bored and Linda was enjoying talking to this handsome man.A slow tune. " No, I mean do you have male friends?" I was sort of confused now about what she was reaching for, but still casually answered her that I knew males, but I did not consider them as friends. "Okay, so if I asked you to invite some friends to come and visit me along with you when you come here, you can't think of anyone who you could invite?"Now I was really confused, only recognizing that she was playing with herself as she asked me the questions. Naturally, my dick became hard again, and I was.