My wife and your wife are playing tennis at the country club tomorrow morning. I'll have Tiffany talk to Miriam. Besides, joining our club will do you...good. Not only will you get some great pussy but it will be even better for your career here at Thomas Insurance. Why don't you just plan on being there Saturday night? Okay?" Thanks, Bill. I hope that I won't disappoint you." Don't worry, Maurice. I don't think that either you or your wife will disappoint us. See you Saturday night." Good-bye,. The fingers were moving deep in and out, and she felt like a small cock was fucking her. She could hear her wet pussy being finger fucked. She heard the squishy sound from her pussy.She flexed back, trying to bury his face further in her steamy box. "OhhhhhhhhhYesssssssssssss! "she moaned, reaching back with her hand, and pulling him deep into her cunt.His tongue worked wonders as he lashed her box. As he moved his jawbone over her clit, he tongue-fucked her, tasting the juices of this 36 years. My wife came out from the ensuite naked. “Take me like he did” she urged me. “I hope I can measure up and that will not be disappointed” he said, somewhat concerned. “Don’t be so silly” she said admonishing me “just don’t cum too quickly honey. I want to be thoroughly and completely fucked”. I did my best to duplicate the pounding the Doberman had given her. She moaned and pushed back as I pushed forward. “Oh darling that is so nice” she moaned. I realised she was rubbing her clit as I rogered. In the company of courteous and even chivalrous guys I quickly relaxed. Forgetting the fact that I was wearing only a tunic, after half an hour I sat, knees widely apart and legs crossed under him. Completely oblivious, I didn't pay attention to the fact that the guys kept leaning forward to look under my short tunic. My head was spinning slightly, and pussy still ached, not intending to forget that another forty minutes ago it was deprived of the pleasure of orgasm. Gradually the guys smiling.