Have I ever said thanks, Danny-Boy?”“I seem to recall a number of instances where the fair Maid Caitlyn rewarded her knight.”Lynn beamed. “A p...ty the brave knight has other damsels now!”“Behave, you imp!” Ashley scolded her partner, but she stepped close to Danny too and kissed. “He only rescued you at my behest.”“And I bet you believe that too,” Lynn grinned, letting go of Danny and winking at Helen. “Don’t mind us; we’re just being silly.”They woke Larissa and heaved her out of her seat. The. I swallowed it and then kissed him. He then got dressed and left me there. With my fress down and my body sweaty and used. Just what I wanted. I got up and walked passed the guy waiting to use the stall and let him touch my tender big tits. I leaned over the sink and looked in the mirror and thought I why am I enjoying this? As I catch my breath and feel my pussy. It is still wet, I see both guys who were in the rest room with us. One is kind of fat with a beard. The other is a dressed like he. After all, we were supposed to still be friends. After Ellen invited me in and they set out the tea and cookies Mrs. Farrow assured me that I was still her boyfriend which took much of the sting out of my disappointment. After the tea and cookies, Mrs. Farrow led a smiling young boy to her bedroom, she sucked my cock, stripped naked and spread her legs for me. When I think back on that day I realize it was the thought of losing Mrs. Farrow that was the bigger disappointment. Mrs. Farrow was my. Through this time we have experimented often trying to do things to satisfy the other's sexual needs. I honestly think I get more pleasure out of helping her reach a good climax than I do from having one of my own. During our playtime I discovered quite by accident that I could buzz her clit with my tongue and lips and bring her to a very satisfying orgasm. I've since learned that this is sometimes referred to as "motorboating". Liken it to the razzberry sound that is produced by sticking.