I eventually confided that she used to have phone sex with me and that helped. Then after a couple years she lost that interest. He asked what i liked...about phone sex and i replied the thrill that someone knew when i was cumming. He seemed to perk up a bit more. After some mundane chat about what was on the TV he said he could call my room and listen to me stroke if it wouldn't be too weird. I thought about it for a few seconds and went back and forth. I remember in college during late night. I knew how to make myself damp but I was far to self conscious to do that while he rammed into me. After all, girls didn't wank. At the time I used to help out a local DJ. He was 38 and reminded me of Noel Edmonds. We would chat freely about all sorts and once he made a bit of a cheeky remark about what a lucky boy my boyfriend was. The conversation moved on and I blurted out that sex with him was shit.He told me that was such a shame and said he would love to show me how pleasurable sex could. "How does that sound? My dad came up with that."He softly turns holds my face and kisses me lightly on the lips. "Alyssia,Very pretty. I like his judgment, he named you well."I start to think about Nicole, and I'm getting a little bituncomfortable. "I think I should go home now, could I borrow this dress? Ireally don't want to change, I've enjoyed tonight soooo much. Like a date!" Really? Could have fooled me!" he smiles. (I blush) "Sure, I think Iunderstand. What about your mother?"Unsaid is. Frank dropped to his knees and started licking all the way along her leg up to her pussy. Anne willingly opened her legs for her new lover and leaned her head back onto Dave’s chest. She turned her head to me and raised her arm, I leaned over and kissed her hand and smiled. She then focused her attention on the special treatment she was receiving. God what an erotic show! I hardly noticed that both gals where playing with my dick at the same time but I did notice that they were also enjoying.