Awhile later, I inadvertently placed my right hand on Sandys thigh when attempting to shift my weight. Instead of Sandy pulling back, her leg opened ...ider against me, my hand slipping down the inside of her thigh. Part of my hand slipped between the folds of her vagina. Again I froze. Then I felt Sandys hand on mine, guiding my whole hand across her cunt. My fingers naturally found their way into her inner folds, then one penetrating her, then two, then three. I looked at my wife and instead. . . but I want more.”They continued to fondle and kiss each other as Theresa rode Jillian’s gorgeous, tan thigh. Jillian grabbed the vibrator that was next to Terry’s head and moved it back to plunge it inside herself. Terry then took over so that Jillian could support herself with both arms as the plastic torpedo moved in and out of her drenched womanhood. Looking down to see her friend riding her leg, rotating her hips to put pressure on her clit as she slid up and down was so erotic; the. I walked back to the front lobby and straight out the front door. I walked back out into the hot Chicago afternoon. I wandered the streets, as all eyes seemed to be upon me. Men hung in alleyways as women plied their wares on the hot Chicago avenue.I ducked into a small bar. I sat down at the bar. The barkeep came up to me."What can I get you?" He asked cautiously."Just a cold draught." I replied.I sat there with my cold beer and pondered the situation. I had always wanted to see a dancer dance. Derek was such a cool guy, at the age of 12 I still wasn't really thinking about sex - He was though. One Sunday when I was at his house and we'd just finished playing some video games on his computer, he opened up the internet and showed me some pictures of naked girls, I found out later that it was to see how I reacted, I didn't do anything at the time; just looked at him, said goodbye and walked home. Skip forward about two months.Derek walked up to meet me in our usual spot under the stairs.