One day we were feeling turned on, and he said how he felt like jacking off. Well, I was all for the two of doing that together. We ere at his house a...d nobody was home, so we sat on the sofa in the living room and took our pants down. We both had an erection, and it was fun seeing each other's. We sat there and started rubbing our hard lengths. As we did that, we were feeling pretty chummy, so we tried feeling and rubbing each other's. Doing it that way was great, and we jacked each other off.. "That's okay, Mrs. Taylor, I'm just glad I was able to help you. You picked a good day for this because I didn't have anything going on today. I was actually glad that you called - it gave me an excuse to get out of the house!" I said."I'm glad too. I've been meaning to get to that garage for a while now, but..." her words faded away before she could finish her sentence.I had known Mrs. Taylor for several years. Her son Paul and I had been friends for years and were like two peas in a pod.. He took a breath, finding the remains of his dignity. Enough to stand straight, yet not defiantly so. It was not an easy feat, standing butt naked in front of a sales stall, but he felt he was making a valiant effort. At least he wasn't cold under that scorching sun. The canopy above kept him from getting burned by it, but nothing kept the dry air from getting to his throat. They were given a scant amount of food and drink, the slaves. Only what was strictly necessary.The large market place was. I applied some saliva on my finger and continued my fingering her slit. Slowly I inserted my finger in her cunt and started finger fucking her. That was too much for her. She let go of her loud cry with ecstasy. Her cunt was now getting wet and warmer. I was enjoying moving my finger inside her warm and wet Pussy. I was touching and pressing her inner walls and her g-spot with my finger. It appeared it was her first time as soon as I touched her g-spot she moaned loudly.Then she started to.