Then what?" "After a few minutes, he just moved his hand from his own knee to mine, and started stroking my nylon. If felt great, and I started gettin... turned on. You were rubbing my other leg, and I was afraid the two of you would touch, so I spread my legs apart so you wouldn't. Then, he moved between my legs! I kept probing. "What else happened?" "Well, he really likes the feel of my nylons, I know that for sure, 'cause he can't seem to get enough of them. He got his hand all the way up to. He played around with a few of the popular social dating apps and found that Cockr seemed to fit his needs the best. Hundreds of horny men looking to get laid? It couldn't be that hard to find a wet, eager throat.The app really wasn't that different from the ones he developed at work. It scanned for people near your location that fit your criteria and matched the profiles together. Of course, this hookup app was getting people together for completely different types of adventures than the ones. He was getting a hard on!"Dry me, then," he said quietly.I looked into his eyes and I could see the smile playing on his lips. I dried his face, dabbing at the water droplets gently, then his shoulders and chest and belly. He didn't move. I moved behind him and dried his back, caressing his buttocks through the towel as I dried each firm cheek. I dried his legs, then, on my knees, crawled around to his front.I dried his feet and moved up his calves slowly, then his thighs. That left only his. He straight away pulled down his trunks and, lying down on my wife’s body, attempted to (and succeeded to) enter her pussy with his, I must say, formidable erection. He then proceeded to fuck my wife most vigorously. I’d forgotten that people could fuck that quickly. His rear end sticking up into the air, he banged away as fast as he could. This sight made his mate also pull down his trunks and proceed to wank away merrily, whilst still squeezing my wife’s tits. During this activity, my wife.