Abigail knew she was leaking her feminine juice, any foreign touch to her female vestigial cock almost instantly had her creaming and his fingers pinc...ing her most sensitive nub had her fluids flowing over her puckered anus.He paused again and once more, looked at Abigail. This was her last chance to back out, but all it did was prolong the inevitable. No words passed her lips, but she signalled her consent with a slight nod of her head.He knelt, his nose level with her open and soaked sex.. Last night I slipped away to a bar; more like a club. It was the only gay bar in town. I escaped while my wife was at her sisters. I thought it was the perfect time to let my “Freak Flag” fly. I never get away. I'm extremely kinky, a fact lost on my wife, Michelle. She is so vanilla. She absolutely lost her mind when her son Michael, my stepson, came out of the closet after his 18th birthday. She never knew about my little excursions to the local adult movie store for sucking and fucking in the. She continued talking on the phone all the while she was fingering herself. From the young man’s vantage point he could see right under the desk and up between her legs where her fingers were quietly slipping in and out of her vagina. Every so often her thumb would give her clitoris a good massage then her fingers would run around the edges of her very sweet pussy lips then dive back deep into her vaginal hole.The young man tried in vane to make it look like he was reading some article of. I took a towel from the rack and stood behind her. I could smell her vanilla perfume. I reached around with the towel and gently rubbed her body paying particular attention to her breasts. I watched as they bounced lightly when I rubbed them quickly. I soon slowed my rubbing as I became even more aroused. I could feel my 7 inch cock against her lower back. I dropped the towel and began to use my hands to rub her breasts as I pressed my cock into her body. I took her silky breasts in my hands.