“Blow me!” I gasped. Surprise was mixed with more than a bit of shock.

What on earth were the chances of seeing Jenifer in a place like this? I asked myself.

Chance meetings do happen, I know, but surely not as unexpected as this?

Indeed, I have met people in the most unusual places over the years. An old school friend outside the Sydney Opera House. Some neighbours on a double-decker bus tour in New York.

The best chance encounter I’d had was probably when I bumped into a colleague and her husband while walking along a naturist beach in the south of France. There was a moment of hesitation as our brains processed the unlikeliness of the situation, then we laughed, and grabbed a sneaky peek at each others’ bits.

But I wasn’t laughing now. I was just trying to believe the unbelievable—Jenifer was in the same room as me.

The last time I’d seen her was a decade ago, probably nearer two. I’d not even heard about her since then.

But here she was, right in from me, in one of London’s most exclusive sex clubs.

I didn’t realise it was her at first. I’d just entered one of the playrooms and there was this hot woman, on her knees, with one guy’s cock in her hand and another ‘s deep in her mouth. She had a spare hand and waved me forward to join in, without really looking at me. She simply wanted another...[urlhttps:///3fuyUBC]read more[/url]

I asked if we could take it to the bedroom and he responded by leading me into the master suite. Ken then picked me up and I curled my legs around his torso, enjoying how solid and warm he felt as we passionately made out. He laid me on the bed and I ran my hands under his shirt, curving my fingertips over his chest and around towards his shoulders. I tucked my knee under his leg and seductively ground my pelvis against his thigh, letting him feel how wet I already was. He moaned in my ear and moved his hands down to my waist and then slowly up towards my boobs. I let him get a good feel for them before I flipped over and faced away to slip my shirt over my head and unclasp my bra.

He leaned into me from behind and cupped each of my boobs in his hands as I reached behind to feel how hard he was- he was now just in his boxers, and I could tell he was definitely packing. It was easily the thickest dick I've ever felt! I stroked him through the fabric....read more