The next whole day i couldnt stop thinking about it, i couldnt also stop staring at his junk. He noticed this too. A few days went on like this, he ha... noticed me quite interest in him, i was too jerking off thinking about him, i couldnt believe i was thinking about another man while jerking off.One night he was in his bathrobe, and he called me out from my room, i went and he said lets get drunk. I sat down next to him, and we starting jugging down beer after the other. I was soon drunk, and. She looked about and said I had better come in, she said I suppose this is blackmail, I said no you just look like a women who needs a good fucking and I didn't care if she liked to wank old guys.She just stood there so I opened the robe exposing her tits and pussy, she just let it fall the floor, I quickly got naked, we were still in the kitchen so I lifted her onto the worktop and spread her legs, she had a very hairy pussy with a prominent clit the biggest I had seen in the flesh. I buried. .."Once again the light-haired Camp Director was taken aback by his friend's wife's sultriness, but this time his balls were aching insistently and he couldn't deny it. He lurched forward on the bed, kneeling on the edge of the mattress, his expression dark and excited. "All right... all right you hot little fucking bitch," he growled, "turn over!"Natalie winced at the harshness of his command, but she told herself that this was what she wanted. She wanted to be fucked from behind, in lewd. “I get the impression they’re pretty flexible, and if there’s a problem, we could always take some tents and camp out part of the time. We’ve done that before, after all. With a clubhouse and kitchen facilities, it’ll be a lot better than that time up in New Hampshire.” Everyone agreed. That episode had been one of continuous rain, bugs, discomfort and an early return.“Now what about that business of the LeBeaus thinking we all sleep together?” Susan wanted to know.“They don’t think, Susan,.