..the thought makes me tingle Francisco:I cant wait to feel you touching, rubbing and stroking me Lynne:i can't wait to do it Francisco:u like it when...you stroke me? Lynne:i love to feel it Francisco:mmmmmmm....I love when you feel it.... Lynne:i want to feel it right now Francisco:I the thought of it makes me start getting hard....I know you would like it like that Lynne:yes i would Francisco:I enjoy fingering you a lot! Wish I could have your legs spread apart doing it now Lynne:friday can't. Sharon laid down on the bench on her stomach n used the towel as a pillow. A few minutes went by when she heard the door open. She didn't look up from her bench because no one had called her name. While lying on the bench she heard a male voice n felt his powerful hands reaching down n caressing her back. Thinking he was the masseuse, Sharon didn't say anything but felt a strong aching in her loins for the man who was touching her. The man seemed to hesitate for a moment but she soon felt his. Sometimes, an otherwise intelligent man would (out of sight of my parents) be a little free with his hands. Some, to be brutally frank, were arrogant, and others ... vapid. No. I wanted an intelligent man, who shared similar interests to mine, considerate and (less important) reasonably good looking.The day I met Rob, I’d been visiting my parents in Gainsborough. I’d had an early lunch with them and another young man who was rather full of himself, and had set off back to Sheffield to meet a. Cathy asked me to raise his cock to her mouth, to which I complied, but then began to kiss her mouth as she was blowing my buddy. I subsequently took over the blowjob with Cathy watching me suck this cock, offering suggestions about blowing him the same way she blows me and telling me to keep his dick hard for his rotation. This was fulfillment of a fantasy, a gorgeous woman helping me and watching me perform fellatio. This may have been intended solely as a gangbang but it became a bisexual.