Do you want to put a towel or something under you so the couch doesn’t get stained?” She grabbed her jeans with one hand, and we arranged them un...er ass. She re-arranged herself on the couch, and spread her legs, letting me know that she was ready for whatever I wanted to do. I massaged the curly haired mound at the top of her pussy with one hand, while I slid two fingers into her love hole. She told me how good it felt to have my fingers in her pussy. I slid my fingers in and out of her. We set some basic rules a while back, no intercourse, outer sex only - safe sex, my man could watch and masturbate. If the second man wanted to blow my man I loved to watch. Occasionally we had another woman instead of a man to pleasure us both, same rules apply. We quickly moved beyond those rules and now have a third or fourth person almost every week: Sunday afternoon is our preferred time; what better way to spend an afternoon? I was in my mid-twenties before I first watched a man give a. Would you like to watch me blow him?,” he asks as he inserts a finger into me. “Would you? I really want to.”Instead of trying to answer, I can’t speak anyway with the other man’s erection between my lips, my whole body trembles as I have the most fantastic orgasm. So good in this situation, I can’t compare to any in the past. I am having two men while one of them has my man’s erection in his hand.Chris is still teasing my cunt with his finger as he moves between my man’s legs and licks and. John wrote a check and handed it to the salesman. "We'll take it with us." But sir. It has to be mounted. I have to get the check verified. If you'll just wait." The man was almost hysterical. He had never met a man like John before. But then, I guess few people have. He is a man who is so very unique in just about every important way possible.John took the check back from nerveless fingers and tore it up. He wrote another check out for the same amount and called the cab driver in. "Here, take.