This time, our kiss was more than a peck. We started off slow with some gentle open mouth kisses, then Cora’s tongue darted into my mouth. Kissing ...ora was so different than kissing my husband. My husband is a good kisser, but he is a man with facial hair. Kissing Cora was sweet, it was passionate, it was exciting, it was toe curling and most of all it was so hot. My heart was racing, the butterflies were all over my stomach, and my bikini bottoms were soaked -- and not from the pool.I. ‘Mornin’. What were you humming?’ she asked. I told her and added, ‘It was the first thought I had this morning. It probably had a lot to do with you.’ ‘I remind you of Paul McCartney. He’s not even the good looking Beatle!’ I laughed. ‘No I woke up and thought ‘It’s going to be a great day’ and so far I’ve been right.’ I used my hand tucked against her pussy to pull her even tighter to me. I slipped the other under her neck and crossed it over slipping under the top of her tee. I circled the. “I hear she doesn’t leave any erection unsatisfied,” she said with flat disinterest. “Still not my idea of fun,” he insisted.“And what is your idea?” she asked, her mood lightening.“Well,” he said, “nothing quite so public as a blowbang.” The woman chuckled at the use of the word. He continued, “This is supposed to be a swinger’s club, but these last few Wednesdays have become a circus with only one attraction. She does seem to have stamina, I’ll give her that.” “Every week she seems to go for. Again, Karen brings her to a perfect climax.They fall together, holding each other kissing as they fall asleep on this long, long night. oOo While on the train speeding south from Boston, Dorothy and Maude sit across from each other in their private car, enjoying the view flashing by them. They have spent the afternoon so occupied, and their stocking feet reach up to each other’s crotches and toe fuck each other slowly off and on as they just chat and point out things they are passing. Going.