” Another finger goes in and he hooks them both upwards rubbing my G spot. He knows exactly where it is and what to do. Up and down the rhythm begi...s. From rubbing my G spot to stroking my pink lips up to tweaking my clit over and over while still sucking my nipple hard. He knows how to get the angle just right to do all that with a single stroke of his magic fingers. Right away I feel it building. My pussy is on fire and the heat is radiating through my abdomen. My hips are responding in time. ” I almost shit myself as I saw who opened that door. A girl with blondish-black hair with what I guessed as 36C boobs and I guessed weighed about 110 pounds.“And……” she asked with a slightly irritated tone.“And I thought that maybe a boy lived here so we would have someone else to come camping with us” I said.“So you’re saying a girl doesn’t know how to camp” she said obviously thinking that I was being sexist. “No I’m not being sexist just girls don’t really like to do that stuff”.“Follow. Don't know,” I spluttered. “What about Kate?”“Don't worry about her, sweetie. Look, she's pretty pre-occupied herself.”I looked round and sure enough saw that Kate and the fem girl she'd been talking to were in a tight clinch on the dance-floor too. “What the fuck?” I said. “Let's do it. But I'm very inexperienced, as you know, Tina.”“Don't worry, I'll take good care of you.” And so saying, Tina led me through to the wash-rooms round the back. There was quite a bit of what looked like normal. I am the designated airport delivery driver. Friends and family alike. Designated driver for anything since I do not drink and I take my driving seriously.34 years of driving and one nasty black ice accident. Not too bad in the scheme of things.Anyway, back to the airport. I dropped off my wife. We hugged and kissed after I removed her luggage from the back of her Escape.I cried for others many times. I had not cried for myself in quite a long time. I realized that the time for my wife's.