“I’m so thirsty.” I released him and sauntered into my tiny bedroom. “Just join me as soon as you are done. If I am asleep, start without m....” I winked.I’d known him for two years and loved him as a friend.I’d never thought of men as being available that way.Female friends, they might fall for you, the opposite sex was at least acceptable in general.Life had taught me that my hunger for the more masculine of my beloved circle of chums was sick and wrong.Yet I met Shaun’s eyes and he met. Please. It is really bothering me.”I put my arms around my wives and held them close. Even fully clothed it was intimate as hell. I took a deep breath and began.“Lynn, I think Erin will get this, so Erin if Lynn gets confused please feel free to jump in and translate for her.”“My wife is a smart cookie, she will get it, but if you need me I will be right here.” She kissed me on the cheek.“Lynn, I guess the simplest way to say it is that my kids are grown and taking care of themselves. They. " She brought a knee up, opening herself further to my touch. I reached one hand up under her and rubbed back and forth across her pussy. "Mmm, sooo good, Charles, you make me feel so good." "You feel good to me, too, Betty." I could see her pussy in the dim light, she looked and felt like she was shaved, there was no hair under her pussy or around the side of her labia, just silken smoothness as I rubbed. Then I slid two fingers inside as she moaned. "Mmm, mmm, ohh," she groaned as she lifted. She sits down at her saddle eagerly, as it provides her pussy the same sort of stimulation she remembers from sitting on top of highest horizontal pole on their playground, about a dozen years back. Alassandra isn't analytic about it, but to me it is clear, that her cunny's cushion is comfortable, producing her pube an awesomely attractive bit of bouncing up and down. During dinner her thighs involuntarily squeeze together, till it's time for further privacy, back in her bedroom.Alessandra and.