It was the height of winter and the sort of night which was giving global warming a very bad name with sleet and snow falling and the roads, though gr...tted, were quite treacherous. Still my Landrover, which was my pride and joy, had managed as well as ever and I parked up, I let myself in to a cool dark house and started to prepare the usual microwave rubbish that passed for my diet these days, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door.Opening the door I was faced with a young girl whom I. Kay moved over a bit. She was almost sorry that she had come. But she'd not known who to turn to after the horrible awakening about what kind of man her husband really was... and finally after giving it some thought, she'd come over to her brother's house to talk to his wife, Jane. Jane was a little crude, and Kay had not always liked her, but she knew that the older woman had much more experience than she had had with men, and consequently she hoped to get some kind of advice from her."You'd. In seconds we weren't just finger-fucking ourselves, or even one another, but were in fact grinding cunts together, clit to clit in a most obscenely decadent way.All about us where whispers of approval, some moans and groans which had now turned into lusty desires and no doubt mutual fondling taking place that now began to accompany the sexual dance we were sharing. I again thrust against her, my hand coming up to capture one of her breasts, my fingers almost cruelly capturing a nipple, pulling. You want our first time to be out here, or in the shower? I need you.”“Can we do both? If we can, then I want you here with me bent over and you fucking me from behind. I have always wanted to do that. All my fucking life, Ethan, I have dreamed of being taken from behind by a giant cock.”Vera bent forward, her sexy butt presented to me, her long, taut, athletic legs straining as she bent at the waist and put her hands on the side of the tub. She spread her feet as wide as she could and I looked.