Cindy got on her knees and kissed Alice sharing the last of my semen. “Mmmm, very tasty”. Alice said as Cindy helped her sit up. “I agree”. Am... said.“Me too”. Cindy added.“I’ve just had a thought” Cindy said.“Please tell” we said, thinking it was a sexual position Cindy wanted.“Well I know your real name and also this wonderful sexy lady” Cindy said.“Come on, what is it”? I saidWell excuse the pun but it reminds of a poem: They are changing guards at Buckingham PalaceChristopher Robin went down. Choooooottuuhh” with a firm hold on the back of my head pushing me deeper into her. It would have gone on for eternity, but for my hard-n-hungry dildo that was raring to go. I managed somehow to break loose from her grip, to free my hot-headed, agitated member. Watching me about to remove my undies, she begged, “please darling let me strip that at least…pleeeeeese na”, and sat up. Granting her wont, I obliged, and stood on the bed to make it easier for her. She instinctively got on her knees. "I'm finished." She whispers in my ear and I jerk away slightly, sure I'm dreaming at this point. "You know, I watched you a bit in your sleep... You're quite active." She hints, revealing that she knows I have fantasies about her. "What are you talking about?" I play dumb. "Hehe, I really liked the part where you said my name with your hand in your pants." She drops the bomb. All veils are torn, nothing is hidden. Felicia knows I'm attracted to her. "I'm sorry! I can't help it! If you. Overall it was nice getting such attention from younger men. At home my husband would always be begging for sex, but he didn't really turn me on. He was well overweight, lazy and had a rather short uncircumcised penis, at most 5 inches when fully erect. Occasionally I'd get him to do some chores and when he was done I'd give him a hand job. He’d last about all of two minutes, not what I'd call a stud.These guys in the gym on the other hand were quite the studs. You could make out a nice package.