" Following behind him, she dodged his shirt and jeans as he casually tossed them off."It sounds to me like you need a little confidence boaster." He ...eplied, tossing his boxers aside before a little smirk crossed his face. "Go get our friend...we'll have your courage up in no time" and he turned on the water. "Our friend" was what the pair casually called one of her toys: a large and perhaps menacing black rubber dildo.She gave a smile, not quite sure quite what her favorite strap on had to do. I gave her a copy of a list of about 20 couples who I thought might be interested, with half a dozen couples starred as a) most likely to want to come and b) also most likely to spread the word to others of the excellence of the event.I had written a brief description of each couple together with their background, likes and dislikes (especially sexual ones – many of the women had been my mistresses in former times, so I knew them very intimately).However, I pointed out that we would have to. I knew that I wanted to have a taste of your nectar. I slipped a finger a little lower, between your lips and deeper into the hot wetness of your pussy. You moaned as you leaned into me how good it felt. I withdrew my fingers and asked you to sit sown and to lay back on chair. I put my fingers that were wet with your juices to my lips and licked them clean. You sat back on the lounge chair as you might if you were about to sun yourself, except instead of having your legs out straight on the. (I am writing this story whilst watching porn (split screen word doc and movie clip, typing with one hand, the other is busy jerking and wanking my cock….), and seeing and hearing a hot guy being masturbated by his friend, with the help of a Venus 2000 milker. Hot, cock hardening wank stuff…. But anyway I should not digress, onwards with my story! I recently received a call from my long time friend Jody. Jody is a delightful woman, now of a ripe age of 71, I know her some 15 years or so; when.