”“For ten guineas?, in your dreams.” Eliza opined.“Twenty then, a Hundred!” D’arcy offered.Eliza felt herself melting as his seductive wor...s washed over her.“Very well, rip my bodice open and feel my bosoms,” Eliza replied as D’arcy’s member sank ever deeper within her.He did as she asked opening his shirt as he did so until their naked chests entwined as their lips entwined and he shot his load, rather prematurely, deep inside her.“Is that it?” Eliza enquired.“Afraid so old girl,” D’arcy. Marrying, having a child, and looking after her husband and home, whilst it was apparent from what the man sitting at the other side of the table from her had said, that he had lived and done so much. Eating her meal and listening to the flowing conversation around her, she very rarely made a comment. In the past Gary had always told her that she was stupid and when ever they had come home after being with friends he had told her she’d made a fool of herself and him when she had expressed an. He felt her finger tips graze his balls when she massaged his inner thighs. She worked down his thighs and legs until she had massaged all of his legs down to his feet.He had close his eyes during the pleasurable massage, and when he heard a slight rustle of clothing he opened them again. Looking at the reflection afforded him by the windows, he was stunned to see that she had shed her white coat - she was naked.She climbed up onto the table, straddling his thighs. He watched her intently. With. And waited.There was stillness and - other than the grunting and groaning of the woman on the screen being fucked in the ass - silence. She said nothing. She did nothing. And neither did the crowd of guys around her...at first. I could tell that the guys didn't know what to make of this woman - should they touch her? Should they present their cocks to her? Walk away? She gave no indication that it was acceptable to do anything, so the crowd waited and watched...until one of the bravest -.