Both Janice and Rose began to ride his hands, pushing down as he punched in, each wanting more, each wanting it deeper. Their pussies were so wet, the...little rivers had now become streams, and ran like veins upon his arms, and the chorus of their pleasure echoed and resounded, bouncing from wall to wall filling every corner with sound. 'Fuck' Rose said, 'Fuck I am going to squirt.'This was what he had been waiting to hear, this was what he had expected, but he still needed to bring them to the. I began to plot the rest of my evening with this unique lady. I wondered if we would consummate this lovely affair, but to be truthful, it didn't matter as much as I thought it would. I had already achieved a measure of fame and anything more would be icing on the cake. Mind you, I do like icing.We danced and I talked and she smiled and said a few words and I reminded myself how much I was enjoying this. My High School skills had been at work and I determined that she was wearing a bra and of. You’ll allow me to share them with anyone I like to, won’t you?” Her thumbs brushed my cheeks. Anyone? Strangers watching me like this, getting fucked and more? Why did the thought send these pleasant shivers through my body? “Yes!” I gasped. “Good,” she whispered, and one hand rubbed my cheek gently before it trailed down and her fingertips fluttered over my lips. “I can’t wait.” * * The greetings were done, and I was already sopping wet and horny. Bridget whispered something that I couldn’t. "He makes me feel like that. I closed my eyes, let the music carry me ... found myself wanting him all the more.We got home without hassle. Oh, there's a hassle, to be sure. The real hassle is that I want a month of days like Saturday and today, me and him, no schedule past the schedule we decide, no deadlines, just hold hands and traipse off into whatever catches our fancies."Two or three weeks," he says when I broach the idea. "We need a summer week and a winter week and an autumn or spring.