I searched my memory for the number of runners encountered along this part of my run."It's been quite a while since I met anyone along this stretch," ... admitted already having put aside the fact that she'd caused me to fall and hurt my knee.I was delighted that there would be no uncertainty about when and where our next dalliance would take place.I will confess that on first meeting Maureen on my run, I had envisioned the places where we might shed our clothing and rut like animals. I'd. She just isn't in to it. So I started using an online site to explore my sexuality on my own. I didn't have a problem with the thought of being with another guy, and it didn't feel like cheating with my wife. So there was an ad in my neighborhood from an older guy in his late 60's that wanted regular blow jobs and he wanted to make sure that his cum was swallowed and enjoyed. That seemed a little much, but I started chatting with him. I told him that I had a fantasy about giving a BJ, but. . I took my spot on the stool and just watched.. As I watched the game they were glued to my exposed pussy... My dad was winning left and right.. I came to realize my dad was using my pussy to disstract the guys and win... It went on for hours till some of the guys got angry and acused my dad of cheating and I was helping.. It started getting out of hand.. Till my dad gathered them ... I couldn't hear what they were saying but the seemed to calm down a bit... My dad finally called me over and. Your breath escapes in a hiss. Your back arches again. Your hips press against my fingers and you don’t move. Pushing, pushing against my fingers, wanting them deeper. Slowly I withdraw my fingers but your hips arch upwards again, straining against my fingers. Again my fingers thrust into you. Your hips begin a rhythm, thrusting again and again against my fingers. I continue to lick your tummy as you take pleasure from my hand. Suddenly you push my head downwards. Your legs open wider. “Taste.