You need to know you're pretty fucking cool, even if you don't have a partner to tell you you're fucking cool. Okay?"Patty smiled back at her grateful...y. "Fuck yes! I'm fucking cool!" So, cool chick... maybe you should see if you can find Bobby at lunch time."Patty looked at her friend in surprise; then in doubt; then in agreement. "Yeah," she said slowly. "I think I could do that." Good! Come on, we don't want to be fucking late for fucking class," said Collette with a laugh, and they walked. She seemed really cool and down to earth. She was excited that we were a very much in love, happily married, couple looking to share an amazing experience. We finally hammered out a date, place, and babysitter for the weekend so we could have 2 days for ourselves. We both had that great nervous/excitement feeling on the drive down to her place. Through our discussions with Isabella, we had decided that we would spend the whole evening/night together. That way, nothing would feel rushed and we. Sam was in the back with her headphones on. Mike stared at her for several second. "I was playing with myself!" "Ok Ruth what were you using? Just your fingers or something else? Did you have a magazine or something? Let me know the whole story." "Just my damn fingers! I have been reading these stories and they turn me on. I finger myself to orgasm! Happy now?" Ruth was mad and ashamed. "Well I wouldn't be mad to see you fingering yourself neither would a normal man. Dale is a bigoted. Suddenly he stopped, stood up and made me sit in the chair, leaning right back so he had access to my arse."this'll be cold" he said as he squirted lube on my slightly stretched ring. Next he produced a small purple vibrator and starred to ease it up my ass."mmmm" was all I could say. Not having had a cock up there in a few years I'd forgotten how uncomfortable it was at first. I was worried I may shit on him (even though I was thoroughly clean)"Oooh I think he likes it" he said to himself as.