I kept nuzzling her and started pulling her ear lobes, holding them in between my lips. She turned around, held my face, pulled me closer to her, and ...ip locked. Our tongues started gentle combat. We took turns sucking each other’s tongues.After about 10 minutes of tongue sucking and caressing, I stepped back and took off my polo shirt. She stood there staring at my bare torso breathing hard. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down with my underwear. I stood back up straight. My 7 inch cock. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. We ate our lunch and enjoyed the lovely view. The horses were drinking the water from the watering hole. “Kate, the food is lovely. You packed a wonderful meal.”We ate and drank the wine and when we were finished we cleaned up. Then I sat between John’s legs and he played with my hair and kissed at the back of my neck. I could feel his cock pressing against my back.“John, I really want to make love with you.”We then stood up and helped one another. No longer a family home, it was now a private members club, for those that could afford it. The polished wooden floors gleamed, the Persian rugs luxurious. Frasier ordered drinks, Glen Morangie for himself, a spritzer for her. They had barely tasted their drinks when they were joined by friends. Friends, a strange word for them. Her mother would have called them “fair-weather” friends, and only then if she was being uncharacteristically polite. There were five of them, all as Frasier was,. She touched my dick and took out my underwear. My dick was rock hard. It was waiting to come out and fuck the most beautiful lady with whom I had a crush on.She sat on a plank with her legs wide open while I stood in front of her.She took out saliva from her mouth and stroked my dick using her hands and placed it on her pussy.I wanted her to suck my dick. But we barely spoke to each other in the session and I could not spoil the heat of the moment.Even I wanted a good fuck and I slowly inserted.