I help him with his shirt,marveling at my red nail running across his chest. I tweak his nipplesand giggle when he gives a little shout. Next comes hi... shorts. Ihesitate for a moment, but I stand to help him with those two. My harddick is tenting my dress, but whatever, he knows what I am. This man,this wonderful man, actually smiles and reaches out to stroke me throughmy dress and panties. I moan out loud and nearly cum at his touch."I like how excited you are. Knowing I got sexy girl like you. She went to the closet and selected a filmy robe. It was a smokey black, terribly sheer, and came almost to the floor. She pulled it tightly across her stomach and cinched the belt. Her tits strained at the garment, her nipples stiff."Let's go get that drink," she said and reached out for his hand.She pulled and he came onto his feet. "Are you going to kiss me?" she said. He didn't answer, but kissed her, kissed her long and hard. Sarah had never been kissed like that by an older man, certainly. This Sunday was no different. My wife and I were already seated when she showed up by herself. She was wearing a very nice black button up blouse that showed a little cleavage and short jean skirt. We were sitting in a round booth and I was sitting in the middle. She gave Anna, my wife, a kiss on the cheek and said hello. As she did this she bent over enough to get a better shot of her cleavage and a little view of her bra. This drove me wild and I knew I would be looking for any opportunity to. Jill screamed, her ass lay still, my fist still pumping her pussy. Her whole body was shivering and shaking. Her face was all distorted, like she was in agony. I relaxed my hand and withdrew it from her. I watched as her orgasm ended and her body relaxed letting go of any orgasm tension. "Come up here, I want to hold you and you hold me back. I love you Becky, you are my dear friend forever." We wrapped our arms around each other and went to sleep. I was dreaming of floating on a big raft in.