One can usually sense when the other person may be interested or not. And then there are the occasions when you have an unusual pleasant surprise. Thi... surprise usually manifests itself when a “straight” goes in and is somewhat curious. This one particular afternoon, I went in, simply to go in and wait. The wait was well worthwhile. One thing that I can mention here about the joys of gloryholes is the anonymity of the whole affair. Most times, all I can see is the other person’s body or he. Can you feel my fingers in your cunt and my tongue on your clit?”Blue Lace --- “Ohhh yes, yes. Finger me harder.”Welshwriter --- “Are you wet?”Blue Lace --- “Ohhh, yes my pussy is soaked.”Welshwriter --- “Wish I could be there to taste it.”Blue Lace --- “Me too. My fingers are covered in my pussy juice. Would you like to suck it off them?”Welshwriter --- “Oh yes please, I bet your cunt tastes wonderful.”Blue Lace --- “I'd love you to find out. Is your cock weeping pre-cum?”I looked down and saw. She dreamed of it but not with an older man. Not with Mr. Knowles at that. No one had noticed that she just gotten home. Monique grabbed something to drink before heading upstairs to get settled for the night. She was sticky from both the sweat from the day, and from the after activities as well. As Monique got settled in she ran herself some bathwater. *BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ*Before she got in the tub Monique got a text from Todd. She opened it and it said:'I know you enjoyed tonight, here's. “Yow.”Not my brightest move.She took more lubricant and poured it on my anus and her cock.“Aahhh, that’s better,” I said.I let her drive. And she is an expert.She slowly, rhythmically began moving her cock gently against my pucker point. All of a sudden, she was in! It took my breath away. It hurt but not in a painful way, just in a totally new, unknown, and sexy way.I realized too, that she hadn’t moved anymore. She had pushed through and was just holding as I adjusted to the new sensations.