I have thirty-one book marked that I visit regularly and a whole bunch more that I hit every once in a while.What can I say? I like looking at the nak...d ladies. And I especially love the sites dedicated to amateurs. To me, there is nothing sweeter than looking at real women and by that I mean the truly amateurs; the sweethearts and wives of guys just like me. I've tried to get my wife to let me send her photo in to one of the sites, but I have a better chance of winning the lottery. My wife. I laid my head on my knees and began to doze thinking of Cal and how good it had felt with him inside me. ‘Wake up sweetie,’ was the next thing I heard. ‘Our dinner is ready.’ I opened my eyes to stare into concerned deep brown ones. I slipped back into my sandals and we walked to the picnic table where he had citronella candles burning next to two grilled fish dinners with chips on the side. ‘This is so romantic,’ I commented honestly. ‘And sweet. Thank you Cal. What would I do without you?’. I removed my shorts and my stiff rod shot out and slowly pulled on Sues white lace panties, they were tight and I was so hard but I pulled them up and tucked them under balls, my cock was at the ready and Sue let out an almighty moan as I slowly entered her gaping hole, as I pushed further in I could hear her squirm. The feeling of the fabric of her panties on me turned me on more and I soon built up a good rhythm pounding Sues wet pussy, she moaned loudly as she reached orgasm and I knew I. “After you” Kenneth got in the bus. Then Sam and me at last. I paid the bus driver. And went down to find a seat. I saw Kenneth meet some of his friends on the bus. They greeted Sam. They must be going to the party also. They sat in the middle. But Sam got all the way in the back of the bus. She got eye contact with me. And winked me down to her. I really didn't want to go pass all those guys. There were 5 guys with Kenneth. I better get down to her. I don't want to give her a reason telling.