I felt the cock press against my asshole. Rather than ramming it in, as she had my mouth, she was very gentle, easing her way in the puckered gateway....The blue cock was much bigger than her fingers, but slid in smoothly. I closed my eyes and gasped at the blend of sensations - pressure but not pain, a sense of complete surrender, of submission, and the simple joy of losing control.She began to move in and out, slowly at first, but then fast and faster. Soon she was fucking me hard, slapping my. Then he said he’d drive to the concert from there, so we’d only have to find one parking spot near the concert venue.I didn’t know what to expect, but dinner was a lot of fun. We discovered we had so much in common, from music to movies and even sports. It was very comfortable, and I felt like I’d known him for years. I tried not to read too much into it, but it totally felt like he might be flirting with me.He offered to pick up the tab, but I insisted on splitting the bill. It seemed only. Fortunately, he was all caught up in the chaos of interviewing and vetting almost two dozen young women for positions in the new office and sometimes the duties went far into the night for him to test their ability to follow orders and show him they would be able to bend over backwards to keep their new jobs.He face talked with his wife Angie and she filled him in on the Car Key Bowl meetings which she had continued to attend to keep their names on the roster of members. Apparently, she had. It had been a long time since I felt this way.“You still carry that lube?”“Yes, why?” A moment later he had pulled me out on a balcony, sealed off from the party by only a thin curtain. His huge cock inside my pussy, filling my core, it felt so good to be filled so completely I was his slut. It was the one thing he was always good at. I was Bent over the rails he fucked me, and I fucked him back. My tits bounced out of my dress. His thumb playing with my asshole which was now slick with lube.