Thing overtook me, and it was around lunchtime before I got to it. Knocking on her door, I felt quite nervous, the wife's comments left me uncertain a...out the reception I would get.Answering the door, Nafis laughed as I handed her the slippers. Dressed in pants and top, she invited me in, and as soon as I got close, her smell was almost overwhelming. Following her into the kitchen, watching her arse in the tight pants made my cock stir, she offered me a soft drink which I declined, and then I. " I had to hide a smirk while I waited for his gears to spin. He was being just as circumspect as usual, even about this.He did take awhile to respond, but while his tone was pessimistic, what he said was, "Well, I hope none of them mind having their leg humped. Fuzzy is an awfully horny creature."So it was on, but I had even less idea what to expect at that point, except that Fuzzbutt would indeed make an appearance.The day of the party, Hubby helped get the house clean and ready, but he. Carstairs," he said hesitantly."You have found him," I said is my most courtly Charleston accent.His face broadened into a smile. "Hello, then, Jack," he said. "I'm Richard Ashley."So this was Richard, to whom I'd spoken so often on the phone but had never actually seen. At times I'd envisaged him as Goliath, this massive man of formidable powers and strength. Yet here he was in person, no larger or stronger or more imposing than the average man I'd meet in the street.But I had a role to. Moments later, he was furiously pounding him, forcing his rock-hard spear in and out of his tight asshole. That was too much for me to bear. So much arousal now coursed through my veins that I was forced to take action. But since a locked fence stood between us, joining in was not an option. But that did not keep me from pulling down my pants and taking a seat upon the cold, cement floor. I spread my legs wide and, lowering a hand to my cunt, started massaging it softly. Mmmmm! I moaned as I.