I was also aware of the hardness of my own cock in my trousers and I had to rearrange myself to make it more comfortable"'er fucking brother was right..." said one, "best fucking tits I've felt in a long time, pity she getting married to that guy, what's his name inside." Engaged, married or whatever doesn't stop her having fucking great tits," one said."Yeah, you're right there," said one, "so how about a quick fuck then?" No please you mustn't," she said, but that was not what her tone of voice. Looked more like a funeral than a romantic date.Already at ten o'clock the next morning Madeleine rang and surprised me with suggestion about lunch the same day.We met at a small restaurant and as soon we were seated she asked, "You had pleasant date yesterday, I presume?" Pleasant time yes, however not really a date, but a good time, indeed. The painful truth is that my first choice for that event preferred an old skinhead and obviously doesn't care about me." Is that what you think?" What. I separated her legs, and lifted them up and touched her pussy with my fingers, I sawed her face she was saying no, don’t fuck me. I was not in a mood of leaving her, I took my dick and placed the tip of dick in her pussy and pressed it hardly, she screamed mummy, o god, and I hugged her tightly and gave very big bangs, for each bang, she was sounding ah, ah, uuuu, she said stop, stop for a while please, I asked why, please I want to breath, please, she pleaded. I went to hall and brought water. They had a family style meal at The White Eagle. Four hours later, they were on the plane headed for Tahiti. Being up before dawn, they interlocked their fingers and fell asleep on the plane. He only woke up when he felt his wife trying to pry her fingers from his."I have to pee," she whispered."Take one for me. I've got to go too," he smiled. Though they had changed into regular street clothes, Victoria still looked lovely. She went back to do her job while he sat and waited. When she returned.