." Are you going far?" Not far now. I've come from Suffolk, and I'm on my way to Sheffield. Fifty miles or so." Sheffield? Whereabouts? I live in Walk...ey!" Well, well. I live in Broomhall. Just down the road from you!" Perhaps I could have a ride sometime? Pillion, that is – I don't think I want to take charge of a bike nowadays." Sure!" I dug in my wallet and found a card, which I handed to her. "Give me a call." I will! I'll let you go now. Go safely!"I did. The last fifty miles took about an. Melissa and I waved to each other often as she drove off in her old Honda every morning. Mike was between jobs, so he stayed home. I was glad of that because it meant that in an emergency, Andie had someone to call who could get to the house far faster than I could.A few weeks after my conversation with Mike, about swinging, it came up again. this time it was Andie who brought it up."Eric," she said. "Have you ever wanted to try another woman?" Hell no," I spat. "I love you and you're enough. Again you need to communicate what works for you. And when you get to the point, where you can't stand being teased and you have to cum, your man needs to know that he has to hang in there and not break his concentration or his rhythm until either you cum or one of you has to give up.At some point many women want their partner to use their finger or fingers in addition to their tongue. If you're among those, you need to make it clear when that would be good. For some women, especially those who. One of them had popped out of my shirt, but at the moment, that wasn't a bad thing."So you really think I'm seriously hot?" I asked in a coy tone. I didn't need an answer to that. My naked pussy was pressed right on his stiffening cock. I could feel it trying to straighten out inside his nylon running-shorts. I rose up slightly to relieve the pressure and felt it come up right in line with my slit. I lowered myself back down and started a slow grind against him, my mouth open, my breath.