She went to my left leg and then my right. Starting as high up my thigh as possible and slowly moving down. When she came back up a hand went from one...thigh to the other, stopping in the middle to feel and rub my balls. Her hands moved slowly over my body, feeling every inch. I could not help but feel aroused by this. My mind was telling me that something must have gone seriously wrong if my wife and friends were treating me like a criminal, but my dick could not help but harden at the feel of. Another time at the end of October one year I was in my usual spot and a coach drew up, and out walked a lot of people including a lot of girls in leather or pvc, a lot of miniskirts, and even some with stocking-tops showing. It was for a Halloween ball obviously. That was a pants-spunk fest for this lucky pervert. Then there was a club in Hull doing a ‘back to school’ night, so all the girls could wear short skirts and skimpy blouses. There were stocking-tops on display too. I’d seen them in. "This is a good time, she told me. "I've just broken up with my boyfriend." That cemented the deal and one week later she was here with me. We had a romantic dinner the first night and slept together with a lot of kissing but nothing more. I like kissing and groping. Sex is great but foreplay has its place, too. The following day we drove to Silver Springs and had a great day. She towered over me but we walked hand-in-hand and looked like lovers. That evening I had the pleasure of eating her. It didn’t make any sense to him. He looked up at her and asked, “What is it?”“Watch what I do.” Betsy took the device. With a few simple moves, she set up the device for operation. It was actually a very simple process. John followed it easily. She told him, “Hold out your hand, palm side up.”He did as she asked. She pressed the tip against his fingertip and then pressed the button. There was a sharp sting where the tip met his fingertip. He jumped and asked, “What was that?”She said, “Squeeze.