And then he slid a finger over Matt's puckered anus.Matt, I think totally uninhibited, moaned so loudly."Is that so," said Steve calmly.Thats when he ...tuck his finger in. "It's okay to like having your asshole played with by your wife, Matt. It's not okay for a straight man to be getting aroused so quickly after he came so prematurely in another man's mouth."Matt started thrusting his hips back to get Steve's finger in a little deeper."Oh my God," I said."Matt you are a fucking queer! You're a. My hand slid up her skirt towards her inner thigh, past the lace on her stocking. My fingers reached her panties which were soaked and I gently outlined her pussy lips. I slowly pulled her panties to the side. She gasped and squeezed my cock harder. Sam pleaded with me. “Please, I want you to continue. But, I don’t want to get fired. Meet me in the back lavatory and you can have your way with me!” I looked up at her, thrust my fingers up her tight, wet cunt. She whimpered softly. “Go now,. Mom didn't pull away at all. We just continued hugging. I don't know how long it was before I began a slow grinding and moved a little lower so that my hardness was against her pubic mound, but she lifted her leg over my hip and pressed toward me. I was a virgin and didn't know what to do, but what I was doing felt real good. When I lowered my hand, I was surprised to feel her bare thigh. I caressed her thigh for a while and eventually I was rubbing her bare ass. I fully expected her to stop me. When my husband was suffering with the worst of his cancer and even the morphine wasn't helping much, I would take him on a mental journey with me to our cabin retreat. I would help him to hear the water splashing across the stones, the birds calling, the wind whistling through the trees and it would ease him until he could sleep.This morning, when I closed my eyes, I willed myself to accept your sensual call, breathing deeply until I could imagine catching your masculine scent as you entered.