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Mr Peacock

... her bum out further to allow more access. Sloshing noises came from her pussy as I increased the rhythm and with a shuddering scream her body was racked with an intense orgasm. I stood back and undid my belt allowing my trousers to fall around my ankles, my pants quickly followed and my cock was keen to invade where my thumb had just been. H spend her legs wider still grabbing the rail like a ballerina and stuck her arse out towards me. Needing no further invitation I gripped her hips and slid my cock into her hot wet slippery hole. The view of my cock sliding in and out framed by her bum was wonderful and I could feel her fingers around her pussy lips and my cock. The extra sensation was driving me into a frenzy and I furiously pounded before releasing my load inside her. Tired I fell back into one of the wooden chairs whilst she stood up and turned to face me, she ran three fingers into her snatch and held them up for me to see covered in cum before putting them into her mouth and sucking them dry. She giggled whilst she did it knowing the action would excite me further. 'You're such a horny bitch' I said 'I was imagining it was Roger fucking me ' she giggled licking more cum from her fingers again. 'Be careful what you wish for' I gave her a stern look which just got more giggles. I knew Roger, not personally but through friends. He had lived in the village all his life, once a prominent farmer he had passed the farm and land to his two sons and had moved to a small ...

... bungalow in the middle of town not far from The Golden Dog pub which became his second home after his wife Marjorie passed away a few years back. He was now in his early 70's and the typical elderly country gent, tweed cap, matching coat. Green corduroy trousers and brown brogues. Quite tall perhaps 5'11" with a large stomach that threatened the buttons of his shirt. He wore large rectangular framed glasses and his thinning silver hair was swept back giving him a distinguished appearance which he frequently used to his advantage on the Parish Council. He was a pleasant enough individual known for his fondness of beer and an eye for the women. He had never had any public relationships to my knowledge since Marjorie but it wasn't unusual to hear he had pinched the bottom of one of the girls in the pub after a few pints. I wasn't surprised to hear his attraction for H and she loved all the male attention she could attract. I thought about the possibilities of arranging some fun...would he be interested ? Yes probably. Would he be discrete ? Certainly. What about H ? It wasn't the first time we had involved a third party in our sex life but previously it had been more anonymous meeting men from swinging sites for arranged meets at the local Travelodge. This was different... It was somebody she knew and from the same village and a lot older which actually turned me on enormously. I decided to call by the pub on the way home to see if he was there and sure enough he was sitting at a ...