Since the first time we’d kissed I’d become hooked on it, especially after Laura told me I was the best kisser she’d ever known. As she rolled o... to her side, I could feel her still-wet pussy pressing into my belly. I could feel it move and could feel the trail left by her pubic hair against my hairless body. I moved my arm and started gently playing with her pussy, sliding my finger into her vaginal slit and rubbing it in and out softly. Slowly Laura rolled on to her back and I knew this was. I slowly left the store, moving so that anyone looking at me could see the stains on my blouse. Outside I picked a place where there was little light; leaned against the wall and lit up. The evening air was nice and cool…much better than the heavy smell of Lysol! I was leaking and there was a growing wet spot in my panties; there was a little running down one thigh. Someone pulled in and quickly killed their lights. I could see him sitting in the car watching so I lifted the skirt a little,. By the winter of 2010/2011, he was fisting my pussy each week – which was a totally novel experience for me and using the larger dildo in my pussy, and he was saying that in time he’d have me taking the big one in my cunt and the smaller one in my arse. He’d also be saying that he’d get his fist up my arse in time. • At various moments in each session, I would be fitted with a butt plus in my arse, which had become quite elastic (from having anal sex with my other lovers 3 or 4 times a week. They stayed with her at the coast and as she doesn't drive brought her to our home for a week. During the week, she started to confide in me, about her lack of sex and how she and her ex had a very satisfying sex life, and she missed a man in her life. At the end of the week I drove her back home and it was decided that I would stop over and see her ex as I have known him for 40 years. I received a txt from him stating he would not be back in town before 10 pm and would not meet up. So by the.