"Mmm! I'd like to see you finger yourself like you are doing in the movie." No way!" She said letting go of her tits.I told her I just wanted to see h...r do it and that I would not go near her. On the screen the black guys were commenting on how sexy she looked. She got up, I thought she was going to leave, but instead she slipped her pants and panties down to her ankles, she took her right finger and rubbed her clit. "Happy?" she said.I told her I was and I wanted her to keep rubbing her pussy.. Ali propped herself on one elbow, her face above Kate's and leaned down to kiss her mouth, tasting herself on Kates lips as she did so. Kate kissed back and soon they were kissing softly but passionately, entwining tongues. Ali's hand ventured down to Kate's boob, squeezing and caressing it over her dress, pinching her nipple and moving south to stroke her stomach, eventually reaching and slipping beneath the hem of her skirt. As her hand stroked and teased the inside of Kates thigh, brushing. Let me introduce us Wendy my 46 year old wife, pretty without being outstanding, a good figure with 34c tits and wide hips on her 5’ 6” frame. She has never dressed to please others, frumpy is the word I’d use. Me I’m Bill 43 year owner of a tiny engineering company specializing in CNC machining. Financially very comfortable and set in my ways, like many others without noticing I’d sat back and let our life drift It had become pretty dowdy Maybe even our vanilla sex life was my fault, in the. Now I knew that whatever else it was, it was my initiation into my own sexual self. Regardless of who they were initiating, I was being initiated into an understanding of the tingling tightness of my breasts, the inviting, pulsing warmth between my legs. At last, I would truly understand. I pressed my legs together, but it wasn’t enough. I slipped my hands under my skirt and pressed my fingers sympathetically over my clit but it didn’t help as I had hoped, it just escalated my need. I became.