Franklin made the next move. He rolled us over and got on top. We shared a lengthy very wet kiss. Finally, I got up and took Franklin to his shower. �...�Let’s sit outside in the shade until I am needed for the orientation.” I had Franklin sit first and I sat in his lap facing him. I positioned his limpness in front of my vagina. He massaged my tits as I gave him hints about how I liked them touched. He got stiff and slid in but made no attempt to do anything else down here.It all ended when Marcy. She looked around impatiently and was muttering to herself, still not realising I was staring at her, and hurried back into the house clearly having forgotten something.I exhaled slowly, glad to have not been seen. I was only then that I realised my cock was straining hard against my pants, fully hard at the sight of her. I grinned ruefully - damn this libido of mine! I reached into my jeans and pulled out my cock, slowly sliding my hand up and down the sensitive skin, making sure to keep an. I was late 20's , married , and had been interested in wanking and occasionally cocksucking for a few years.This particular day the job I had to go and look at was in a prison, in Co Durham. I won't give the name of the prison because to do so could quite easily identify someone who may wish to remain annonymous.Feeling horny on the drive up there I was anticipating maybe a bit of fun before the site meeting I was due to attend. I pulled in a car park in the centre of the local town and made. I slipped out of my jeans, and she took a sharp breath. I was suddenly self-conscious; I wasn’t wearing any underwear that day. I had gotten a wax the day before, and I relished the feel of the seam of my jeans rubbing my clit all day. I knew I was red and swollen, with some moisture. “You have the most beautiful ass…” Marcy sounded wistful. She was down to her hose and bra. I like the tan color of her skin. I was relieved she wasn’t outraged by my nudity when suddenly her cold fingers were on.