It was a clear calm moonlit night when the scheming pair met at the vacant lot. Temperatures were in the brisk 50s and both women dressed accordingly....Teresa wore a dark blue sweatshirt, designer jeans with a black baseball cap. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail that exited the back of the cap. Barbara had taken the dark clothing/covert operation to heart. Black turtleneck over black stretch pants finishing up with a pair of black athletic shoes."Here Barbara you carry the camcorder, I've. Besides, I know you would like it and I couldn't identify you from the taste."I must say it was appealing. I hadn't had sex with anything but a vibrator or my finger in almost three years. "I may take you up on that, but I have a knife, if you try anything funny, I'll cut your balls off." I didn't have a knife but he didn't have to know that.I took off my shorts and panties and crawled up on the bed. I straddled his stomach and started to inch foreword.He shivered a little and said, "God you. My heart will be with you even though I might be, er, I'm going to…”“Your heart will be with me while your body will be with Simon,” I interrupted to help her complete her sentence. Why did I say that? I immediately felt like kicking myself.“That’s not what I meant at all,” said Maggie, as she started to look upset and tears appeared in her eyes.“Sorry, I know you didn’t. I know what you meant and I’m touched. I really want you to go and enjoy yourself, and I look forward to spending the night. It was all the encouragement I needed, so I pushed my hand up to his inner thigh: on its way up, it met Dave’s dick and took hold of it. Hidden to the eye, his cock was not hard yet, but had started to grow, I could feel its warmth and softness, the foreskin covering the head, and the balls hanging down. It didn’t need any motion on my part, the feel was all it took to make it hard. Dave just stood and let me touch him. After few minutes of holding and stroking his balls sac and his cock, its.