After supper Bobby took Agatha back to her house to pick up her car and whatever else she needed.“I hope you understand why I can’t take you anywh...re while you’re staying with us,” he said. “My mother wouldn’t understand.”Agatha felt the pins and pricks of being discriminated against for something she had no control over. It was merely an extension of Ethyl discriminating against her too. She suddenly felt very lonely.“I have a confession to make.” It was out of her mouth before she realized. Together or separately. We have a few ground rules that we do not break. We don’t play with close friends, close business partners or (most) people we might run into in our everyday lives. Essentially we have two lives; our everyday/business lives (life1) and our play lives (life2). We do play with old friends from Life2 and occasionally people we meet thru work as long as they don’t cross over in the first group. That’s why we like to play in Vegas. It’s on the other side of the country;. Don’t take me wrong, I knew what masturbation was and some of the girls in class had giggled over it, but I had never done it at sixteen. It was not something that had interested me. But now, suddenly, my body had reacted to my own touches and there was a tingling sensation from between my legs. I let go of my right boob and after checking that no one was behind me I slid my hand inside my pants and under the hem of my panties. My fingertips touched the pubic hair and when I moved them a bit. I asked her if it would be okay for me to enjoy John's body some more, and she gave me her blessing. I crawled back across the floor, situating myself behind John. I was mesmerized briefly watching his muscular ass clench and his cock and balls dangle and sway from the effort he was putting into pleasing my wife. I lowered my head down and began slowly licking his asshole and tracing it in little circles with my tongue. Reaching around, I grasped his cock. I squeezed it tightly around the base.