I dared not move, in case he took it as a protest against his invasion of my privates. Still, I was desperate. Softly, I rested my head back against h...s shoulder and let a quiet moan escape from the back of my throat. For a moment there was nothing; then his fingers twitched slightly. Tentatively he began to edge the fingers of one hand deeper into my folds. I opened my legs invitingly, and felt the first finger slip inside to the knuckle. He withdrew his other hand, and slid it back, over my. "What about you, you ever mess around with a guy?" Yeah, I have. Before I met Susan, I mean." You like it?" he said, sitting up next to me. The house was still as still could be."Yeah," I said, the word coming out raggedy on my breath."That's cool," Allen said, smiling. There was no doubt what was going on here. The trick was getting one of us to say something about it. We watched the TV, on which was a commercial for an antidepressant."Would it be weird to say that I'm kind of turned on right. Eventually John begins to move his hips, grinding his cock in my depths, causing tingles to run along my spine. He does this for only a few moments before starting his little movement's in and out of me, gradually easing more from me every few thrusts, sliding completely back into me. After some time John is now sliding his full length from me, even his knob slides out, his large flange pulling through my firm anus, adding to the pleasure. The immensely overwhelming feeling's return as his knob. She kneeled on the low bench inside the bay window cutout, giving me a great view of her fine ass as she looked out."You have a nice place here, Jack, with a great view," she said.She stood up, then she waved me over to where she was standing and took my hand - pulling me close to her. It was inevitable that we kissed and, as we did, I felt her hand reach down and begin to pull down on the elastic waist of the light-weight basketball shorts I was wearing.We broke from our kiss and very quickly.