Then my hand move down to her skirt, I tuck it up, pull the panty down and slightly bend her over standing. She was standing with her back to me unabl... to face me. I fumble my hand between her thighs that receive me with the nice feeling of a pure virgin pussy. There was little pubic hair in her and her vagina was tight. I spat some saliva into my hand and rub it on her pussy to make it wet and also applied it to my dick which I had remove after unzipping myself while watching my wife being. I replied, “Nice…Applause to you.”Then, we texted each other for two more days. And then, I thought, Let me be the man here. I texted, “Heyy…let us meet over lunch, or coffee may be, what do you say?.” To my surprise, she agreed. However, she couldn’t fix the time at that point. Later, we agreed on a dinner date. Woahh man.I reached early. and where, can you imagine, her home. Yes. She was quite open with her family. I went to her home, for a dinner. I was a bit afraid, perhaps, this is getting. ‘Yes, I have for as long as I can remember. Before I got this job I would do it up to 4 times a day. There was nothing to do and it helps me clear my mind. I do a lot of thinking during the build up.’ He then asked if she found the walking ‘pleasurable’. She did not say she liked it, but didn’t say she didn’t. She did explain that she had noticed in the past when working out that she would get wet. He then asked her if she remembered what he said about pleasure and pain being a balance. That to. Liz gave Mr Harper a look then quickly averted her eyes.“Isn’t that right Miss Cummington?” And with that he turned the vibrator up to maximum and Liz gave a little gasp.“Yes sir,” Liz gasped, short of breath.A couple of the guests looked over and Mr Harper motioned them over to Liz. The two small fat ones walked up to her. One went straight in and took her by the bum and pressed her up against his crotch as he buried his face in her chest. She could feel his bulge against her. Liz then started.