"Fuck me." Greg turned off the water, picked me up and carried me, in my dripping wet lingerie, to the bedroom. Once there, he dried off with a towel,...propped himself up on the bed and ordered me to strip for him, nice and slow. I complied, then toweled myself off and climbed onto the bed and into his arms. "Fuck me," I whispered again. "First," Greg replied, "let's 69." And we did, a long, slow, delicious 69, until we exploded in each other's mouth. Now the time had come for him to fuck me. I. His penis andnipples were quite sore from all the masturbation that had been going on, andhe felt a little dizzy, as if the semen was up to his nose. The guy who hadbeen peeing left, and Basil felt much better aboutjerking?he jerked his cock and thought of his beautiful wife? Lindy,rubbing her feet on his cock, grinding her heels into his balls. And she did wear high heels. Lindyquite often would do the driving and play with Basil?s cock as he sat on hishands in their little Nissan Sentra. Then. "Come on, sport. We have some playing to do." I get my crutch under my arm and take his hand away from my pussy. I feel the wetness from my own juices. Soon we're going out the door."Over there, my car's there." Not far. He's guiding me to the back passenger door. That's fine. After he opens it he helps me lie down on the seat.I spread my legs and he groans while he's pulling my thong down, away from my goodies. He drops the thong on the floor and sinks down to begin licking my stub. Caressing. I'll have to make sure they understand that even though we're not together we'll still be there for them.I suddenly realized I'd finished my drink but instead of getting another as I usually did I got up and carried the glass out to the kitchen. It was part of my new program to promote my physical well-being. Just then I heard the garage door open and a moment later Linda came in."Hi," she said as she greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. "Been home long?" Maybe an hour. Ready to go to dinner.