I feel your hand on my thigh, which is nothing unusual, but then you slide it up until your stroking the lips of my pussy with your delicate fingertip.... "Ooh mike, not here" I moan softly to you, but before I can continue protesting you kiss me deeply and slide a finger into me, rubbing all the right places."Mmhhhhh" I moan into your mouth as we kiss and you slip the second finger in, moving them in and out, getting me all worked up. I'm starting to lose control and get ever closer to another. It was hard work bringing up a young family for the next few years. I had to work all of the hours God sent as a mechanic in a garage and as soon as she was able to, Jilly went back to work part-time in an Accountants office in town. It wasn’t a big deal to me but my wife wasn’t happy with her weight at this time. She found it increasingly difficult to lose the weight she’d gained during her pregnancies. When I first met her she was a slim size 12 girl with a 34b bust and 34 inch hips. By. "You just need to stop going out with boys and find a man." I chimed in. Both girls looked towards me. "Yeah, well, nowadays it's difficult to find!" Sam responded. But she was right. Being 19 years old, there aren't many mature guys out there her age. "Well good thing you got us then! You don't need anyone else." My wife chimed in. "Yeah I love you guys and I'm looking forward to a good weekend!" Sam responded cheerfully. "Then let's head out and get it started!" I exclaimed, as we walked. Even at a year younger, my dick was longer and thicker than his. He shrugged and continued, "Now like this."He grabbed his dick and moved his hand in a motion I would come to know as the self-charm against my new nemesis, sexual frustration. It was a controlled stroke, up and down his dick. He fully covered the head with his hand and stroked all the way back, pulling back on his foreskin almost painfully.I tried it with less enthusiasm then he showed."Keep doing it, until you feel like you need.