Ana came directly over me, pushed my chair off from the table and struggled with my belt to get my erection out of my trousers. She then began sucking...on my hard cock, just in front of our guests.After licking and sucking on me, she led me by my own hardness over the main couch and pushed me down onto it.She dropped to her knees between my legs, slowly stroking me.My friends could not believe their eyes. Those guys had never seen my wife even wearing her tiny bikinis and now they were staring. He wasn’t as good at removing a woman’s clothes as he used to be, but he managed somehow to get her naked. When her clothes were finally off, Tom’s hands roamed her back and bottom, caressing her soft, silken, warm flesh. Alison’s hands slid up and down on Tom’s rigid cock and, before he realized what she was doing, he was sliding into her. Her tight, warm cavern gripped him, sending shudders through him. She pushed herself up on her arms and began moving her hips. The tremendously exciting. "We're dooooomed!" No, Miss Carter, the food shouldn't be quite that bad! I'm teasing you, I'm as big a fan of 'Dad's Army' as Hamish is. I remember seeing John Laurie doing Shakespeare before the war when I was a lad myself, he's actually one of our most talented actors; he used to be a great favourite of Laurence Olivier. Have you ever seen Hitchcock's '39 Steps'? He was in that as well."We discussed our favourite 'Dad's Army' characters; Julie gave me a warning nudge in case I decided to do. Thankfully, she invited me to her place which was quite convenient and I followed along behind her maintaining contact with her lush hip and generous waist.When we got to her flat, we both tried studiously to ascend the stairs without a lot of racket because she told me, “My landlady doesn’t like me to have male visitors after midnight.”I was certain curious eyes were watching us go up those two flights of stairs but at that point, my demanding cock was in full control and insisted we continue.