"Would you like a drink, if it's still there, I remember there used to be a tea-room close by." I suggested.She laughed - the same gentle, tinkly laug... I remembered - "No," she chuckled, "that's been a dry cleaners for over ten years now. The inn is still there though, and yes, they do a good afternoon tea."She was silent as we walked round the corner and down the quiet, leafy lane to the old inn. We decided that it was too nice to closet ourselves indoors so we elected to sit in a corner of. I quickly pull down my pants and boxers and with one hand in her hair and one around my 9 inched cock I guide myself into her wet and loose pussy. This time she moans even louder as she gets filled up by my hard member. Then I just start pound inger old cunt brutally, in and out faster and harder with every thurst from my hips. and she moans pants and begs for more. and with in 4 minutes of this rough fucking she orgasms not ones but twice, thanks to me filling her up and pushing against her. “Do you have to pee?” she asked.“Well, not desperately,” I answered, “But it is probably a good opportunity to go here.” I unzipped my shorts, and pulled out my prick. “I will just go against this tree,” I said, and started to pee.“You always look cute when you pee,” Cathy said, “and it is so much easier for you guys to do that. When you have finished, can you help to hold me up while I pee?”I nodded, and when I had finished peeing, shook the last few drops from my prick, and put it back in my. Not knowing how much time I had before they got back I dressed quickly, throwing on a pink pencil skirt and matching blouse. I was in a bit of a hurry, so I picked the one who was closest to me and we agreed to meet for a walk and some play.I met him at the park a few blocks from my house and when he got out of his car, I have to say, I was impressed. He was taller than me (even in platform heels!), solidly built, and very handsome. He immediately pulled me in close and I could smell his.