This was different, softer almost. Still lying there on the bench, she leaves my lips to travel along my body. She kneels between my legs and looks...at me. She reaches up and takes a clothed breast in one hand, and fondles and presses til I sigh. My eyes kept closed, she told me to keep them shut, so I could feel it all she said. And I did. She takes her hand back down and draws me closer to her so I sit almost on the edge of the bench. I had a shirt on, flowing and feminine. I looked. Her pussy felt so good and it squeezed my cock so tight that it took me over the edge and I shot a huge load of seed up into her. Afterwards, we talked some more about her fantasy. I asked her if she minded me sharing it with all of you and she said that would be fun, so here is Bab’s newest fantasy.It starts with her being stripped. Then she is suspended by her hands and feet, but her butt and torso are resting on a small table. Then she is blindfolded. Then an unknown number of naked men. Foot stone patio, a job for the small company I have in Ct, long hours, unreliable help, it pays the bills and I get to call the shots, on my to work that morning, I stopped for a coffee and a pack of smokes (one of my only vices, Donna does not approve, I don't smoke at home), I also bought a 5 dollar diamonds scratch off ticket (something , I can't help doing, only once and awhile) I had gotten a phone call and put the ticket on the seat of my truck and forgotten about it, when I pulled in. She told me about her husband and her job, and I quickly got to know her in the 20 minutes we sat drinking herbal tea and talking. I told her about my husband and how he was out of town this week on business. The masseuse came to get her and I felt lost as I watched her walk away, she said goodbye and I was left to my own nasty thoughts.I then proceeded to go in for services with a very wet pussy that was longing for attention, knowing that it would get none until I got home and could take.