We got in the habit of going to one for the morning meal and to the other for dinner. As is common in small towns you get to know everyone, if not by ...ame at least by sight and you find yourself saying hello and good morning to people you have never met, but see all the time.One morning, about eight years after starting our breakfast routine, we were sitting in the restaurant when a man and woman we had never seen before came in and took the table opposite us. The man was nice looking, but. ”She told me she was going to sleep a while longer because she expected to be up late that night at the club and that Ariel and Shelly were picking her up at three to go shopping. I told her I’d see her at the club later that night. Then I got dressed, kissed her and headed to the course.Mike was waiting for me on the practice range. He looked like he’d been run over by a bus.Hey Mike, rough night last night with the three gals? I asked.You can’t even imagine. He began his story of the night. Britney gulped as she guessed what Hayden was going to do with it. He started by pouring some on her chest and drizzling it down to her crotch. Eventually he made his way past her cunt and was pouring it right on her tightly shut asshole, which was now visible because her legs and butt were raised.She flinched at the cold sensation. He did not stop though. He pushed the lip of the bottle against her ass and twisted it until he was able to get through. She groaned as she felt the muscles in her. He bent over and held my doodle in his hand. His hand was warm, and rough, but it felt so good. I had never felt someone else holding my doodle before. He squeezed it and I felt something i had never felt before. I wanted him to just keep doing it. Then he started to strech it and squeeze. He opend up his hand and then spat right on my dick. Then he wrapped his fingers around and started sliding his hand up and down. It wasn't long before my doddle was standing straight up on its own,.