Both giving stimulation and receiving it from another person were reasonably pleasurable, but it's hard to teach someone who doesn't have the same gen...tals. I also found it a real workout to maintain the big arm movements required to stroke a penis compared to the subtle hand and finger gestures for a clit. Each of us usually ended up finishing ourselves off, except for the one glorious day Steven made Tiff orgasm loudly, then I made Steven shoot. He and I were so proud of ourselves.We enjoyed. The wife grunted and said in a low growl “I cumming you fucks” as the boy stopped fucking and released his spunk into her bowels “that spunk is so hot, its burning my arse hole”. Mine stopped fucking and I felt a stream of hot spunk enter my bowels, and another and another. I collapsed and the boy removed his cock, she then put an arm around both of us and kissed us before moving to our rears and rubbing our arses. She leant forward and stuck her face the wifes crack first licking and sucking. Lines and lines of men's briefs, mainly Y-Fronts, the occasional hipster, usually of nylon. I even saw a Wolsey Adam brief and a couple of 'Jockey Skants', the skimpiest of nylon bikinis that would hardly contain a man's tackle, even when not aroused. My mind would wander as to what size the cocks and balls were that filled these underwear items pegged there as the train went passed. I tried to put an age on the person that wore them, and what they had underneath. was it 'Cut / uncut', 'fat',. I then stood up straight and could almost feel his breath on me. So, I “accidentally” dropped something, bending at the waist to pick it up, rubbing my ass on him in the process. When I stood up, I looked at him and smiled devilishly. Next thing I knew his hand was on my ass, rubbing it, squeezing it, making me sigh in relief and letting out a mew!! I instinctively reached back and felt his bulge… OMG!!! It felt HUGE!!So I let this gorgeous man pay for his gas, I watched as he pumped it and.