She continued to rub and finger the other woman’s pussy. I got off her and sat in the shower cubicle to get my breath back while I observed my wife ...ingering the stranger in the next cubicle. I then saw an arm come underneath the wall and start to touch my wife’s leg. I motioned her to turn around and face me so I could watch her get fingered by a woman for the first time. Again, she was hesitating, saying that she did not feel it was right, so I eventually told her to give it a go and that I. All I knew for sure as the play unfolded was that there would come a time, a moment and as it drew near I waited in breathless anticipation finally to say… If I profane with my unworthiest hand This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this: My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. As I had said, I was no teenager and she, she was no child either. She was a woman, a beautiful woman, her hair of gold falling in curls past her shoulders, her body. When he reaches the door, he leans down, strokes her face and hair, and tells her to wait for his return. She grinds her cheek into the palm of his hand and lies down at his feet.He opens the door and heads to the main entrance of the building. He retrieves his newspaper from just outside the main entrance. It is raining very hard out. On his way back to his loft, he runs into a neighbor. ‘Hey Bob.’ He says as the neighbor approaches.‘Hey. How’s it goin” Bob replies.‘Ok, this rain is a drag. I. Not even her usually gstring under her summer dress. Forgetting his thirst, he grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto his now rigid organ. Feeling his hard cock pressed into the crack of her arse, Fran stood up, pushing herself back into him. She took his hands from her hips and placed them on her breasts and bent her head to the side knowing full well he would start kissing and biting her there. “Thank you Lord” she said with a smile as his hands fondled her nipples. Turning around into his.