It really did. I learned a lot these past few days... about a lot of things. I can't tell you really what I learned, because I don't really know mysel.... All I know is, I saw men older then myself, men who'd been working their hearts out for ten, twenty, even thirty years - and all they had to show for it were ulcers, insomnia, and an expensive capacity for hard liquor. It was an eye-opener, Laura, it really was." But what about the other thing," Laura asked breathlessly. "Did anybody recognize. One goes in my fronthole, the other in my backhole, and the third one on my clit."I said, "That's cool and very hot to imagine. Maybe you could show me how you do that. It would turn me onseeing you put those into your fronthole and backhole."She said, "Don't worry James, you're going to get a backhole show that will make you feel very sexy."I noticed a strange-looking chair that had legs that extended in a crosswise manner, and thick plasticslats going across the top bars, with nothing in the. He now stood behind me, his eyes glued to me and what I interpreted as a smile curling his lips. Here it comes! I thought eagerly as I saw him approach. Less than a second later, he was mounting me. I watched him squeeze my waist with his front legs while his hind ones kept on pushing until the tip of his prick made contact with my labia. My engorged labia. Fuck me! I begged as I peered into his eyes. A split second later, he jerked forward and I felt his manhood invade my soaking-wet pussy. Oh. I heard her gasp of surprise when he kissed her, and I saw his right hand come up to cup her tit. While she was surprised I was not. My suspicion that he'd try to make it with her was now confirmed. I wanted to see how far it would go. Jo moved his hand away, but in a few seconds it was back again. I heard her protests "No, I'm a married woman...it's not right... don't..." Both hands were working her tits now I saw his hand unbuttoning her blouse, then reaching inside her brassiere. Jo's skirt.