Well, she thought, excepting our two nights spent with our neighbor, the voyeur. Ray had not arrived easily to the point where he was comfortable with...Cynthia letting her breasts show through her blouse or allowing strangers peeks up her skirt to see her smooth, wet pussy. It meant the world to her to have her husband finally enjoying her exhibitionism, her desire to be seen by strangers so strongly placed in her mind that there was decided relief the morning after he’d let her show herself in. "I walk," Jeffrey said suddenly, squirming in her arms to be letdown.Corinne gave in. She'd have to chase him down, but at leastshe'd get a break from carrying him. As she straightened, Corinnefrowned. Something wasn't quite right. Jeffrey's hair. It seemed... longer? She shook her head. That was impossible. But no, itreally was longer, and growing with every passing second. Downhis neck, to his shoulders, and down a little more until the endswere touching his shoulder blades. Corinne. I complied and started to rub my hard dick on her ass crack. She whispered, this is amazing under her breath. I told her to stop for a second and I decided to pull my dick out and placed it between her legs. She stopped and asked is that...? Yes, it was starting to hurt so I had to take it out. I told her we can go as far as you want and we can stop at any moment. She said ok as we continue to grind. My dick was literally trying to pierce through this thin piece of cloth blocking me fromfucking. Sometimes blushing when I didn’t understand the words that he used to describe what happens at the club in adult sex stories. That’s when I started to cry telling him that I had never done anything more than straight sex with my one boyfriend. And didn’t know if I ever even had an orgasm.His voice was calming as he assured me that I would be appreciated at the club didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want. Before I knew it, he was caressing and kissing me. My tears stopped as he started to.