Her first reaction had been correct – it was huge; much bigger than mine and as fat as a sausage. Mr Huntley was the first to speak as he tapped her soft arse. tube8 It had been another slow evening when I got a call to pick up a some passengers at a trendy bar in the centre of town; then take them to a country house hotel about 35 miles away. Palmer’s company so we’ve been out celebrating…..on her expenses.”
“Did you have you had a good evening?” I carried on the useless conversation. I slowed down and winked at him. He was in his late 50’s or early 60’s, quite tall with grey receding hair and a fat belly that was actively forcing itself out of his loose silk shirt. I couldn’t stop myself and had taken my own cock out and was having a delicious wank.
