"Well maybe if you play your card right, I'll let you take mehome tonight!" I flashed my eyelashes with a feminine wink as our handsonce agian joined ...ogether for all to see. It was then that Miss.Sugarbaker broke up our no touch make out session and invited us to thedance floor one more time."Ok Ariana we want a few more shots of you with Eric bending over togive you a kiss." The crowd of women erupted with anticipation as theymoved closer to the camera. Eric quickly began to protest. "Wo, Wo,. The mags I bought most of were Spick & Span and Beautiful Britons, which were mostly fully-dressed, raised-skirt and knicker-show, some cleavage and bikinis, rarely topless, and no more. Thanks to Harrison Marks, I spent decades thinking that women, well, looked like that. His air-brushing allowed him to publish full, but censored nudes. Not magazines I bought, but blokes at school passed around all the time. Between the 60s and the early 90s, I never really had a constant source of ‘views’. I. He didn’t even wait for me to get relaxed enough to accommodate his cock, he began fucking me hard from the get-go. Our balls were slapping, then he pulled almost out, before hammering back inside. He gave me no mercy.Slowly I felt him enter my ass with his cock, I could hand a cock but he had no normal cock. It was a big, fat one. As he inched inside, it hurt, it hurt a lot. I starting to whimper in pain when cock popped open my ass and slid inside more. My elbows, arm, and hand leaned. You don’t need to get him out of your system, but you do need to play him at his own game. Don’t be a willing doormat and let him walk all over you.’ Rachel gazed across at the footballer. ‘Matt Hudson, you said.’ ‘That’s right.’ Cherie looked distinctly peeved. Rachel drained her glass, slowly stood up, grabbed Kate’s glass, emptied it and moved towards the bar. ‘That’s a girl,’ crowed Kate. There was a vacant stool next to Matt Hudson and Rachel perched on it whilst she ordered a pink gin..