She stood and moved around the stage, gathering up the dollars, but spent most of the time looking directly at me. I was getting damp, knowing this gi...l was dancing for me. She came back and knelt in front of me. Her hand was directly on top of her mound now, sliding up and down. I could see that she was wet, and could smell her arousal from where I sat. She stared at me, rubbing herself faster and faster, flicking her tongue at me and moaning. I could only stare at her, not believing what I. A couple of months later, he was sweeping up the early autumn leaves in the garden when he saw that one of the large sycamore leaves seems to have some scratches on it. Picking it up, he managed to decipher the words…Save me…. He continued to sweep them up, thinking that some kids must have been playing games with the leaves which had then blown into his garden from the copse across the road. Later that night, he opened up his laptop again, and found a second message from Sybil. It simply. ” He said. I looked from Charles to Eric to see them both smiling. Still holding Eric’s hand, I led him closer and brought him to sit on the couch. I sat between them.Charles’ hand went to my bare thigh and slid up to my pussy as he leaned in and kissed me. His tongue pressed into my mouth. I felt his dads hand on my other leg now, also moving up to my wet pussy. His fingers entered from the side of my panties just as Charles did from the other side and they met at my slit. One of them went for. I was pretty close to cumming just from the rubbing of our cocks inside our speedos so I broke off our kiss and said we should get in the shower.Discarding our speedos, we got in the shower. More kissing and we finally touched each others cocks in the flesh, outside the nylon and lycra of our speedos. I turned the Married Guy around so he was facing the shower wall. Grabbing a handful of shampoo I starting rubbing his arse, the inside, not the cheeks.After a rinse, his arse was clean enough.