”“That’s what good sex is all about, Honey. It isn’t selfish. It’s about making your partner feel good. And that makes you feel good.”“I...get that,” said Julie. “Last night, I could tell I was making you feel really good, and it made me feel good, too.”“You did make me feel good,” he sighed.“You made the strangest sounds,” she said. “Just before you spurted I thought you were having a fit.”“I shouldn’t have done that in your mouth,” he sighed.“Why not? I liked it.”“Really?”“Absolutely, though I. They were squeezing pools of pre-cum from me and passing it too and fro, Sami to me, Sami to Terri, back again, rubbing juices into our faces, sucking each others fingers. And then they decided, it was time, they wanted all he had, NOW. Their hands were a blur, their mouths and tongues worked furiously, he was cuming. As he exploded, my back arched forwards and it streamed - they were in front of me waiting with mouths open and tongues out to catch every drop. He splashed the back of. Instead, he felt Lori rubbing her soapy hands through his pubic hair. Startled, he opened his eyes to see what she was doing down there. No one had ever touched him there. And now she was washing, really stroking his penis.“I know how to get you good and clean,” Lori said. She gave him a kiss on the lips.Mandy bounced over and said, “Lori, you missed a spot.” Mandy soaped up Bobby’s ass and massaged her soapy hands into his ass crack and played with his hole. “This gets very sweaty back. We had both met each other’s spouses, several times, and it was (seemingly) a very innocent invitation so she accepted. I qualified that statement with a “(seemingly)” because I must confess to hoping for more than coffee although I was not very optimistic about ‘anything’ ensuing because she was such a nice person and I didn’t think that I had a prayer of ‘getting anywhere’ with her.We enjoyed our coffee and conversation and spent a very pleasant hour sharing things about ourselves with each.