Wanna come in for a bit. I must be the last delivery, am I right? I smiled sweetly. He smiled back and answered with a yes, I was the last. As I took ...he parcel from him he came in, and I showed him through to the living room before leaving to get a drink for us. When I came back I found him sat down on the sofa. Now lets get one thing straight, I was single and in desperate need of some sex, and this guy was doing nothing to hide the hard on in his pants, my pussy was dripping. Biting my lip,. . got her ass reamed today. Oh my god!" Mark began to sob."She got more'n that," boasted Patrick. "I fucked her all ways. Fucked her tight hairless cunt, her tits, her face. Filled the little slut's belly with cum. She couldn't get enough of me. I spent the whole afternoon with the horny little bitch. Tonight I'm gonna..."Patrick rambled on describing, in minute detail, every perverse act he had performed on the helpless young woman, and every sexual ordeal he intended to inflict on her, that. She was also something of a flirt – not so assertive as to piss her old man off but enough to draw me in.We all got pretty drunk. As is so often the case when drinking beer – nature calls often. The woman revealed that she needed to pee so I escorted her to the head. The only one vacant was off the tiny two-bunk cabin assigned to the Sailing Master and the Coxswain who were both ashore. Gentleman that I was, I stood guard while she did her thing inside and when she came out, she kissed me in. I took her right there in the aura of saffron tangerine. At the office, I sought out a co-worker. We played handball on occasion and he had the athletic build that women like, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a tight butt. DeShawn knew that we were in the lifestyle and we’d spoken about the possibility of a threesome. He was tempted by my wife, but not so sure of having a second guy involved. This time, I was the perfect pimp and offered my wife solo. It was the easiest deal I ever struck..