I laughed and said yes. He raised my legs for removing my panty. He again started kissing me near my stomach and came near my vagina and started looki...g me. I grabbed his head and rubbed his face on my vagina.As I left him, he rose his face up and said I want to explore. I spread my legs for him to get better access. He touched my vagina lips and was rubbing it vigorously. Then he stretched my pussy lips and started moving his fingers on it. Then he rubbed my clits and was pulling it.He again. Usually something small, usually no reason to scream but he would scream. The other issue was our sex life, or lack there of.I had been (and still am) battling a physical illness since before my first son was conceived and from there my libido had been lacking. Sex was a sore subject in our house. He wanted more, I wasn't feeling in the mood and so we'd argue about it pretty much every day. Arguments turned to bad feelings and soon we started to drift apart. It wasn't like I wanted to not be in. "He's only five-seven or five eight, thin, shoulder length brownhair...clean shaven," he answered."I see...and how would describe his facial features?" Young...soft," replied Abdul."Like a girl?" asked Farid with a sly grin.Abdul smiled in spite of himself."Yes...I suppose you could say that. He's not much of a man...and hecould make a passable girl... with some work." What is his name?" I only know his first name...it is Marshall," replied Abdul."Marshall...hmmm," stated Farid as he rubbed his. He finally told me it was a glory hole. (As some background, he knows how wild I can be. I had a threesome with Steve and another guy at one point.) He followed up by asking me if I had ever done one. I admitted that I never saw one with exception to some porn things but I was curious about them. He told me that by the end of the party, there is usually someone in there doing things. This piqued my interest, so I opened the door to the closet. It was a small walk in. A person in there would.