All are fake or boring worthless. but this made me read your story again and again and my imagination couldn’t stop. My pants became wet again and a...ain.”I replied saying “Thank you. Your valuable comment encourages me to keep posting my real sex experiences.” I did not know about her. So I asked about her interest in the story, she replied, “Hmmm. I am a divorcee and aged 38.” I replied back “Ok.” She said, “Well, I would like to contribute to your next story, can I?”Well with confused. "What was his name anyway?" I thought to myself as I eased deeper down into my tub of bubbles. I smiled to myself as I remembered, "Caleb." I let my hands slide slowly down my body. Coming together at the lips of my pussy and began to gently massage myself to orgasm. when I finally got out the tub it was late and I felt the cold night air against my wet skin, I don’t remember leaving any windows open but the breeze felt incredible, I reached for my towel but it wasn’t where I left it, maybe I. I can only imagine how big that thing gets on hard.” Diana took off her reading glasses and disgustedly shook her head before saying, “You must be k**ding me, Craig. Why would you even be paying attention to that, and why do you feel compelled to tell me about it anyway?” I responded, “I know, honey, it does seem a little weird and kinky; but something you said to me back in college made me pay attention to them, probably more than I should have. You may not remember this, but we were drunk at. "I started to walk over to Tonya and kept glancing back at Dawn motioning me to keep going."I don't have all night." As Tonya grabbed my hand and lead me to the wooded area.As the lights faded from the fair Tonya turns to me. "So your wife said that you thought I have a sexy ass and you'll love to French kiss it. Is that true?" Y-e-s" I was barely able to get out of my mouth. I was like a little school kid asking my first girl out on a date. "But if you don't want to I understand." Listen I did.