My fingers search and your legs part, welcoming the intrusion. Welcoming me to explore. “Touch me again. Touch me there.” And my finger finds the ...ittle nub, already swollen. And I touch you there. Again your body spasms and your hips arch upwards, thrusting at the air. “Don’t stop.” I can feel the wetness flowing from your body. My fingers search for the opening and slowly, gently, enter your body. Your hips arch upwards, and my finger plunges deeply into you. Your breath escapes in a hiss.. April closed her eyes for just a second before looking back at Jack. Jack slid off the bed to the floor beside Peggy who looked over at him and smiled as much as she could with a mouth full of cock. Jack looked up at April as his hands slid up under Aprils skirt to her panties. She lifted her ass off the bed knowing what he wanted. Jack pulled down the soaked panties and off her short young legs. Holding them to his nose he took in the sweet smell of her juices. “Smell baby” he said as he held. He arched away from her and hunched her harder. His passion was rising. His fucking got faster, his thrusts pounding her now. He held her hips and pulled her against him. She massaged her breasts and her clitoris while he pleasured her. Danny loved sex in the morning, he was cuming in no time. He kept hunching Robin after he was spent but he couldn’t keep hard and soon fell out limp across his thigh. ‘Sorry baby,’ he said. ‘For what Danny?’ she asked, sighing, almost out of breath. ‘For not. But as my tanned surfer stroked my cock, I had flash backs of times at the beach when I noticed the boys more so than the girls. Then I thought of the times at the gym when in the shower and locker room I made every attempt, without being obvious, to catch a glimpse of the men and young teen boys who were nearby. Was I gay? Was I doing anything differently than the average married man? Does this type of thing happen but just not talked about? I looked at the hard cock in front of me.