My 40c’s tits were perfect for the job and my ass should have had handles on it as many hand were over it all the time. Sam the owner of the bar was...an nice looking single man as his wife had died some years ago. Sam was in his’s 60’s. However he could pass for much younger. I would flirt with him from time to time but it never went any further than just flirting. Then one day Sam called me to come in early as he wanted to talk to me about something. When I arrived at the bar no one else was. I looked into her eyes, and then around the room… Oh yes! We had guests. I’d almost forgotten. Diane and Tasha were where we had left them, close and intimate on the sofa, sharing a conversation of considerable depth, private and quiet. Had they looked at all while I made love to Jess? It was impossible to tell. Orla and Lisa were back at the dining table, feeding each other mousse off their fingers, purring at each other. Orla’s hair had tumbled down around her neck in a way that suggested. As he moved his hips the end of the girlcock in BabyGirl shifted in her pussy, and her breathing accelerated. I was kneeling behind BabyGirl, holding my now-unhoused cock, and staring at her beautiful, mobile ass.As I stared at BabyGirl’s active ass, I decided that fortune favored the bold and I reached out and grabbed her delectable hips and held my rigid cock against them. BabyGirl stiffened for a second, surprised, and then looked over her shoulder and smiled broadly at me. She continued. With me holding her ass, we made love standing with the water still running down our bodies and with us still kissing in between gasps for air. We made love to each other as she used her hips and pussy muscles to ride up and down my dick as I held her in place with my hands on her butt as well as "return fire" with thrusts of my own. As time went on, our desire just got higher and higher until I felt her cum all over my cock! She twitched and tightened as her orgasm just rushed out of her body..