She was very attractive, short blond hair, in her late forties, with a very impressively enhanced rack. He was slightly older, but in good shape, qui...e athletic, with a not inconsiderable dick. This evening he was wearing tight Lycra shorts which revealed a big bulge. His wife must have been the envy of many women. I certainly envied him. I had shared a shower with them a couple of times, and had chatted with them about not much in particular. They seemed very pleasant people.This. Willy started thrusting deeper with more purpose. I could hear his cock in the wetness within my wife’s cunt…I saw her inner lips hanging open and her clit peeking at me. Her inner muscles were gripping the shaft of his cock so that at each withdrawal it appeared as though it did not want him to pull out. Then I reached out with my tongue, moved my face forward and gave her pussy a wet lick. I sucked her clit and I felt my own cock throb and released a large amount of pre cum.I had another. ”“Well, there you go, then.” She leaned back and stretched. “Okay, your turn. What‘s your name?““Nothing as exotic as Flower.” I smiled. “Kevin.”“So, Kevin, what did you have in mind for a celebration today?”“Just a toast and libation, I‘m afraid. It‘s pretty much all I ever do for the Sabbats.”“Awww, now that’s a shame. A beautiful day, a beautiful meadow, and a toast and libation were the best you could come up with?”“Well, it didn’t seem practical to do more… why set up a Maypole if there’s. Years later I found him by chance in my new city: he too had moved to it and was already married. He had gained weight. But what made the encounter memorable was that just as he greeted me he looked at me in a penetrating way; I also felt something new in me for him: it was like a mysterious and sudden attraction between the two. We passed to each other our telephone numbers. He did not take long to call me and invite me to visit him at his house, where he was alone. I accepted. When I got.