She worked the muscles deeply, and to my disappointment avoided my butt hole and balls. Her kneading of my glutes felt extremely good and non-sexual a...d my erection subsided. That was only temporary. She stopped her deep kneading and just let the palms of her hands rest on each cheek. I could feel the heat from her hands permeating my flesh.Very slowly she moved one hand toward my butt crack and placed one finger between the top of the cheeks then slowly and lightly sliding it downward across. The whole time she was licking her lips, and fingering herself.I had him stop just before I shot my load, and they kissed for a few minutes, while I watched. She had us sit next to one another on the sofa, and told us to stroke each other’s cocks while she watched. The wife pulled a chair in front of us, and she fingered her pussy while watching us stroke each other’s cock. After a while, she came and wedged herself in between us, and took our cocks into her hands, to do some stroking of her. Writingthis I purposely made the dialog not how it should be written but how aperson would actually speak it. And in regards to all the mistakes, Ihumbly beg the readers forgiveness! I have been writing this while workingfull time, attending college part time and writing 15 page reports.Despite all that I didn't want to stop as the ideas were coming fast andfresh. So when I get some time, I promise go back and edit them.Now the big question will I wrote another story, I think the answer isyes,. With a determined expression, he answered, ‘We only wanted your file, and even after I got into it, I couldn’t find anything helpful. There’s nothing in that file beyond the last three years. Your head wound isn’t even mentioned in there. Doesn’t that seem strange to you?’ With the gun directly on him, Gray wasn’t moving just yet. He let himself indulge in the conversation a bit longer. Green’s point was thought-provoking. Had Gray even thought to ask to look in his own file? He knew a file.