I looked up to see the figure of a woman outlined against the brightness of the sun. As the door shut I got a better view of who had just entered the ...rain. She had shoulder length black hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Her figure was just right, not skinny like you see in the magazines. She must have been in her middle thirties and what I would call fit! She was wearing one of those white knee length dresses that have buttons all the way down the front and are light and cool in this sort of. I had a few writers tell me not to send them stuff. I guess they must get loads of e-mail from readers. Sharon is still my favorite writer. I looked up her bio and it didn't tell me much. She's over eighteen, married to what sounds like a Greek God, and has two grown children in college. It makes her over forty like me if she has two kids in college. They sure must be smart; I wasn't able to go to college. My C- average just didn't hack it.I set out to find everything I could about Sharon. I. We all let our towels fall to the ground and the lady lay naked on one side and I did the same lying next to her.The men began licking our pussy’s I was soaking wet and soon I felt the lady move closer towards me and then she very gently began touching my nipples which by now had become very stiff. The men swapped places I was now being eaten by a stranger for the very first time in my life, I was so turned on my pussy was squelching like crazy! The woman was now licking my nipples and then. He continued to push until he was completely inside me. ‘Oh my God, Oliver, you’re huge!’ I lied. He felt…small, in a way he never had before. I was thoroughly disappointed at how thin and short his little dick was in comparison to Mason’s. Mason… As Oliver began thrusting in and out of me, I imagined that he was Mason. When I looked at his face, I pictured Mason instead, with his green eyes and long eyelashes. I pictured how sharp his jawline was, and how he had those plump, sexy lips… Oliver.