"Oh, I see you like this. He said brusquely."Oh, God, YES!" She cried, then pressed her lips to his. Wanting to add more, she broke the seal and gaspe..., "Your hand is so much better than mine, or even Peggy's."His finger continued to glide back and forth over her nub."AHHH, that's so nice, Dutch, soooo nice," she moaned.Kathy's slip of the tongue put his imagination into overdrive. He envisioned her and Peggy naked in bed together, hands delving into the other's pussy. He pictured them, young. The sissies were horrified. It had been bad enough seeing their wivesleave on dates, knowing what was going to happen while they were out,waiting all evening long, the two of them together to magnify eachothers' concerns, and then having them return with their hair mussed,clothes disarranged, panties probably stuffed into their bags, and wellcreamed between the thighs, ready to have the oozy messes cleaned up bymouth, to the accompaniment of sissies softly gagging, sniffling, andmoaning, all. Joyce's old self is stillin there somewhere of course but that side of my little lady hasabsolutely no chance of surfacing as long as I keep rewarding my sweetsusceptible Joyce with new sensual and erotic sensations and adventures.The practice dates are perfect excuse to do this, I think I'll make hersit on the boy's lap next time, wiggeling her sexy satincovered bum onthe poor adolescent's already straining genitals..........But the fun shouldn't stop at that of course. I was already looking. We talked and our legs and hands were all gently touching each other when I felt a hand rubbing my leg. I didn’t say anything or think of anything until the hand kept stroking my leg and the hand was working its way up my thigh under my boxers toward my cock. Once I realized it was Steven and not my wife, I was unsure what to say or do...I was thinking of my next step and then I felt another hand touching my other leg. I had both my wife and friend rubbing my leg, moving closer to my cock. A.