They seem older…at least the woman does. Maybe 45. The man seems like he could be my older brother at the time, maybe 32. My friend full on a****l f...cking her now, his dreams come true, but probably no the way he expected. I was already leaving it all behind. Took the long way back to the bars, even though they weren’t so far off. Soon enough, I was back on a stool at the same bar I was earlier. I wondered why I came back here? I thought about the scene he would make if he came back her. I. You see, Chelsie, I was so fucking wet after he walked away. No guy has ever done that to me before. I don’t know what it was about that boy, but damn, he had me tripping over myself as I began preparing for the night. I showered again to get the sand and salt water off me, but all I could think about was having his cock inside me. While I was showering, my hand kept lingering around my pussy, threatening to dive deep and potentially make me late for his arrival. I resisted the temptation to. I rang Abby and she was as thrilled as I was especially when I told her it was an overnight stay at David's cottage. "So bring an overnight bag," I said."Bag?" she queried. "I'll only need a toothbrush."I whispered huskily, "You won't. You can share mine." She giggled. I love her giggle - amongst other things.I said I'd ring her back as soon as David gave me the details about travelling to his cottage. "Better bring a bag, if only to make it look good. Cheerio!"David said he would pick us up. So I remembered the guy that would greet me when he saw me at the gym. His name was Marcus, he was tall and well built. Every time I saw him I couldn't help but notice his shapely back built wide with muscle. Straight after the gym, I would lay in my bed rubbing my pussy and imagining his body towering over me, my small petite hands gripping his large back, with my nails sinking into him as he pounds me. So I stalked him on Facebook, got his number and started chatting to him, we instantly.