I replied to his message, letting him know I was interested in meeting. At that point, I was too horny, too far gone to worry about being shy or being...safe. I needed that big dick and I would do anything to get it.He replied the next day. He said that his wife was going out of town for the weekend. He said that he would pick me up from a gas station near my house at 4pm later that day.I arrived at the gas station five minutes early. By that point, the situation was beginning to settle in. I. It took some planning but I finally figured out a way to get what my desires needed, I just need a little help from a good friend and a reliable sleeping pill. The pill I speak of is something my mom whom has been taking for years to help her sleep. She didn't need it all the time, just usually took it when she really wanted a long rest; I kind of figured this out with living her for so long, and noticing her snoring louder than usual during those times.My partner in crime is also my friend. As for the Tates, Quinton has told me he has made some investments over the years, but I think they could still use some help. But ... right off the top of my head, I have no idea how we can help them in a way that they'll accept. Crap, we're sitting here rich as hell, and getting richer by the minute, but we can't even share it with our extended family for fear of insulting them. We've got to come up with something."Diana squeezed his hand for a second. "Everybody has an interest in the new. She began to rub my thighs. She reached across to rub my other leg, and her arm went across my dick. I felt a urge stirring in my dick. I just held my breath. Again across to the other leg, and this time more pressure on my dick. It began to get hard. Back and forth between my left leg, and my right leg. Each time rubbing my dick with her arm. She stopped rubbing my legs, and began to hold my dick. Not moving, at first, Then slowly she began to move her hand up and down my hard shaft, squeezing.