It was getting closer to the fullness of a real cock but still wasn’t enough. I pleaded for more and Ethan now had three fingers in me and was star...ing to pound my pussy with his hand while licking and sucking on my clit. I hadn’t felt anything that good in years. My trusty vibrator didn’t feel near as good as Ethan’s hand.Each time he shoved his hand into my pussy, he scraped past my g-spot. I didn’t take the time right then to explain that sensitive part of a pussy; that’s something for. “Next!”I stepped up to the “plate” and returned some of my iced tea from dinner. Loren watched while I did my business.“It’s funny, Bob just can’t pee when I’m in the bathroom. I guess it’s just psychological. I guess I’m weird, but it’s kind of fascinating to watch a guy pee.”“Hey, it’s no problem for me. If I hadn’t just cum a ton, I might have trouble not getting hard if you and I were naked in the bathroom, though.”Loren laughed. “Maybe, maybe not. Remember, I’m just a sixty-four year old. As she stares into my eyes I decide to add another finger into her and she gives me a look of pure pleasure. I stop sliding my fingers in and out and focus on her g-spot. I put my two middle fingers on her g-spot and begin to slowly apply pressure while moving them up and down it soft rebidded tissue. I can tell she loves the decision when I saw her eyes roll back and her chest begin to move heavily with her increasingly deeper breaths. I continue this for 10 min straight before deciding to go. He couldn’t wait to see them exposed. The mistakes where obvious and he found her pleading and tears pleasing. he told her then that he had warned her of the consequences of mistakes. He told her to remove her skirt and blouse. She didn’t want to but could see no way out. The feeling of being safe was truly gone now. She removed her skirt and blouse, not realizing that the slowness of removal was turning him on more and more. She stood there in her underwear, regretting now wearing something so.