“So,” Wendy asked, “we’re going to DP you this morning, right?” She was already halfway through a second bagel laden past the tipping point ...ith cream cheese, lox, onions, capers, and fresh dill. I wonder what she does to stay in such fabulous shape if this is how she eats? She’d folded both legs beneath her and was leaning on the table, essentially inhaling her food. He glanced between her legs and noted that her lower lips were swollen and glistening with arousal. Kathryn, for her part, was. He watched Max fitting the condom on his hard cock and gulped. He was going to have a guy he didn’t really know fuck him, and despite of how fast everything was happening, it seemed completely natural.The brunet looked at him, a bit amused. His cock bobbed up and down as he moved to get closer to the bed.Sean stood there, his arms glued to his sides, not knowing what to do.“On your fours would have been better,” Max whispered, while climbing next to him, and Sean made a surprised face that. We finally exchanged names. Hers was Sharon. She had just moved to Felicity. I learned her daughters were grown and married and she learned from me my son was too. Neither of us asked about our present relationship status. I have always though it was impolite to ask and apparently so did she. Yet, somehow, we both knew the other was unattached. In time we became friends, we learned a lot about each other. Her first residence in Felicity had been the Women’s Shelter. She had moved out after a. I could see her tights grow darker between her legs, showing her wetness. My own panties were soaked. Her nipples stood out from her top and her breath was coming so sharp that her chest heaved. Sensing the time was right; I pulled my panties to the side and stroked my own clit furiously. I felt my orgasm coming on and felt that she was close. Her eyes were riveted to my exposed pussy and her face was a mask of lust.My stomach convulsed and my hips bucked. Her fingers were playing over her.