“Who are you? How do you know my name? I don’t remember meeting you, and how did you get through our gates which are locked?” she demanded. I ju...t smiled at her before answering.“I’m Margaret Kathleen O’Connell, the Ninth, and this is my Husband, Mankato Two Wolves. He is usually called Robert however,” I told her with another smile which only added to her confusion, and she stood there for several more seconds in confusion and dismay.“We didn’t come through your gates,” I told her. “We’re. 'Hum... It is late. I should go home, I think' she said between a lull of the conversation. She didn't really want to leave, if she was being honest. The feeling of his big hands running up her thighs, edging slightly higher and higher, had actually left her wanting more. Not that she wanted to admit it, it was, only a first date. She shifted in her seat slightly, noticing he hadn't moved his hands from her at all.'Or you could sit here' he said, smirking slightly, as he widened his seat,. MWM, 6’ 3”, 250 pounds, DDF, late 50s, safe, clean, discreet. I’ll be staying the Hilton downtown and would love to get together.” We started texting back and forth and he seemed pretty sincere. He told me his name was Alan and that he is in town doing contract work for the state. When he sent me some pics, he looked like the nerdy professional type and for me, there is something about an older, married guy that I just love. It might be due to the fact they are so neglected with their wives or. Gabe's hand slid up the inside of my thigh, pulling my other leg towards him, draping it over his thick thigh. His strong hand joining O's in probing between my legs. It was ecstasy, having these two hunky men play with me like this, I was panting in lust, trying to spread my legs even wider to give them access to everything.I don't know which of them lubed me up but my ass crack was now slick with wetness. O one side and Gabe the other, I kissed O passionately, feeling them both exploring me..