I put all of my passion, excitement, and happiness into it and just enjoyed it for everything it was. It might be all that I got, but I wanted to kno... what it was like to just fully express your love to someone.We sat there for quite a while, her holding on to the head of my cock and kissing each other very passionately. She then moved away a little and asked me “how much sexual play have you experienced since she left?” While she was asking me this, she was taking off her shirt and showing. “Uh, enjoy your, uh, stay, ma'am,” he stammered as Dao-Ming handed him a substantial tip.“Oh, we are,” Dao-Ming replied, winking at me and flashing me a somewhat wry smile. I was busily trying to stifle my own smile threatening to cross my lips.I couldn't really blame him for his obvious embarrassment, as lesbians (which he clearly inferred we were), while not exactly uncommon in 19th century America, were not nearly as open - and vocal – in their activities as the two women standing before. My problem was that driving and with Steve behind me I couldn’t see a dam thing but Carol was really beside herself with admiration of what she was holding in her hand. Ann told Steve to sit forward in the seat so Carol didn’t have to stretch so much and that he must have done. By now we were out of the village and back in the dark and I could feel my wife’s arm moving so obviously she was getting to grips with Steve. All she kept on about was the size, how hard, the length of it and I should. When she was sucking my cock, I pictured it was Steven’s amazing mouth. Even when I was fucking her from behind, I imagined it was him taking my cock. I couldn’t seem to help it, I was fantasizing about fucking Steven’s smooth, tight ass.Those two late night visits, there quietly in the dark of my bedroom, were the most exciting, most sensual, most pleasurable experiences I had known since I was a teenager. The way he could make me feel, my body trembled and ached for it. I seemed to crave.