I hold her back as I push up again, lifting her once again to her tip toes. Her left hand grips a handful of hair as her right reaches behind her, gra...bing the door frame for support. I feel her body tense as her honey start to flow and she lets out a hesitant cry of pleasure sending chills through my body. I try to catch every bit as it drips down, feeling some roll down my chin. I’m cut short as she pulls up with the handful of hair, bringing me to my feet. Halfway up she releases it and. He sent me a poor quality picture of both of them so I wouldnt be guessing on meet day. We picked a day to talk and agreed on a location about half way for both. I didn't mention this to my wife for fear of an agrument and honestly I was still unsure if this is what she wanted. I arrived early and walked around a marina parking lot to waste time. I then went to the meeting place, a local pizza parlor and met both Mick and his wife Robbie. Mick was in his mid 60s and Robbie was 39. The were. I spread my cunt lips and drew my finger up from the bottom of my moist lips to my clit. Wow!! I sure must have had a active sub conscious last night as I was super wet between my lips. It felt so good to stroke my cunt as I got more into masturbating myself. I would bring myself up to a point of having a orgasm and then let myself down. As the tingling got more often, I began to concentrate on rubbing my clit between my middle finger and my pointer finger and then sliding them down between. I'll tell you all right now if you don't like the writing that's tough shit. If you have any complaints or suggestions then talk to the Author lord knows that fucker could use some more friends otherwise I'm just the Narrator of this fucked up mess so it's Not. My. Fault!Hey, What about me?Oh yeah I nearly forgot about you. Damn the luck. [Gestures over shoulder] That sniveling Weasel over in the corner is my Assistant. I swear I must have been Hannibal Lecter or Josef Mengele in a former life.