Did you like that?" I suppose I felt it more than others. But it wasn't all that special." I see," he said. Then he went on, "Ms. Foster ... May I cal... you Lydia?" Yes, of course," I replied."Thank you, Lydia. My name is Thomas." Not Tom?" No - only people who don't know me call me Tom." He paused for a moment, with the vibrator turned off, but caressing an area beneath my pussy. "Lydia, I'm going to try some direct stimulation of the inside of your cervix." Won't that hurt?" No, it shouldn't. Another photo showed her in red lingerie: she was not particularly thin, nor fat. A normal, pretty girl one might find on Saturday morning with her c***dren at the supermarket. Watching her dressed like that, he ended up masturbating to her photos and their e-mails more than once.Well, Jack needed a woman, of that he was sure.It was exciting to read her e-mail, and then greet her on the street in front of her house, knowing what she was like, what she was doing behind her husband's back.He knew. Keegan let out little moan as Ann started to stroke his cock with one hand and the hand being used to rub his balls. “Ah, yeah that feels so good” Keegan whispered to Ann while also kissing Megan. With Megans tits now exposed, Keegan moved on and began sucking on her tits, while frantically unbuttoning her pants, trying to penetrate her warm and wet pussy. Megan began to writhe in pleasure, arching her back and pushing her pussy up towards Keegan’s waiting hand. “Oh, oh, oh Keegan, Keegan, yes.. By now we were moving down the middle lane at about ten to fifteen miles per hour. The car was hemmed in by tractor-trailers left, right and to the rear.She leaned back in her seat and commented, “Now I’ve really given you something to think about. I know young guys need to masturbate a lot.”Jesus, did she really say that? I could feel myself blushing. If she was merely teasing me she was doing a great job of it. She said, “You don’t mind if I play with myself, do you?” I don’t know why she.