D?borah poursuivit avec un petit rire:"Et de toutes fa?ons, on ne peut malheureusement pas s'en passer, desmecs!"A ce moment l?, je ne pus retenir un ...etit rire:"Tu t'en passes bien, des mecs, toi!" Oh, c'est juste momentan?, il me faut encore un peu de temps pour meremettre de la s?paration d'avec mon ex..." Oui, bien s?r, mais... C'?tait une fille... Tu m'as montr? lesphotos!"D?borah sembla h?siter un instant, elle voulait me dire quelque chose,mais se ravisa, se contentant de me reprendre. I agreed to meet her on Friday evening, shift her luggage to the hotel room which I booked for three days and have fun all weekend. After agreeing to the plan, we were talking some naughty stuff.From details on her adventures to her likes and dislikes and something about her husband and their fetishes. The origin story I will write in another part. For now, I will tell you about what happened in the coming days. I met her on Friday evening around seven.We met again at a coffee shop. She looked. She was pacing around my room like a caged a****l."Before we started fighting, I thought I was going to come. I was so close! I almost had an orgasm while I was on top of him!" She exclaimed, "My hips wouldn't stop moving. I almost wore a hole on my jeans 'cause I was humping him so hard. One more second and I would have came in my pants."I was beginning to understand her problem. My poor friend Ban was left high and dry and she had no idea how to handle-it. Well, there wasn't much I could do. My son pulled off my shoes, my pants and my underwear. David felt the heat of my body on his naked skin and my semi hard cock he began thrashing wildly. It took a few minutes for him to tire out. Since I needed both my hands to hold David, I had to have Mark to lube my cock up. He squeezed a generous amount of lube into his hands and reached between me and David. Mark stroked me up and down with both hands, even playing with my balls a little bit. My hips moved slightly with the movement of his.