I pushed back against his finger and, in spite of being a bit apprehensive, was enjoying the sensations. I told Gary not to stop. He then tried slidin... his thumb into my asshole. I started wiggling my butt around and felt that my body was beginning to welcome the intrusion into my hot hole.I wondered if Dave was observing all this. I glanced up and saw him watching (and hopefully learning) what was happening. He seemed to be doing so with an almost clinical interest.Apparently encouraged by the. And what did the seniors have planned for tomorrow? Without another word, we all stood to follow the seniors down the hall. We made our way through a small kitchen area, and out through a door in the bar. The bar was located at one side of the hall, where a dozen tables sat facing a stage. The stage was brightly lit with flashing strobes, and a single figure perched upon it. I could not tell which senior it was, but she was moving graciously across the platform, discarding her bra. The act. Don't tell your wife about this."I gladly dropped my g-string and revealed my prick that still had the word 'cuckold' written on it. Christina giggled again and said to hurry up and stick it in her before she changed her mind. I had fantasized about fucking her many times before and couldn't believe I was about to do her. Even though she had just been used, she was still gorgeous and the fact that she was all sweaty made her look even better.I gently pushed my cock into her wet pussy and fucked. You could be one day. I’m not above feasting on that wonderful class of men who roll up their sleeves to get done what must be done but today, you are safe.I stop and lean as far over the short fence as I can to breathe in the gardenias, my lean frame stretched out almost painfully in an arch that simultaneously presses out my breasts and my hips. I’m steadied by my right hand on the picket as I pull a flower close to my nose with my left. My eyes are closed and the silence tells me that.