The music made it difficult to tell cos they were so quiet. Soon fingers began tracing circles around my ankles. Then more fingers brushed back and fo...th on my neck. I tilted my head to one side cos it felt good and was met by a pair of mysterious lips! They pressed onto my lips and I opened my mouth so that it could kiss me deeply. I felt two more mouths, one on each nipple. They took turns trying different techniques on me. One would suck gently while the other flicked its tongue on the tip. ”I had never given it any thought but she was right. The following week we moved everything to my house including her stuff from her apartment. Some of her belonging went into the garage and into the spare bedroom, but she went into my bedroom and slept with me.She was great in bed. I got sex at least once a day and usually two or three times a day. Marsha was open to giving blowjobs, taking it up the ass, and even getting on top and doing all of the work. My wife wouldn’t do any of that. Couldn't do this in a modern car, I thought, as I pushed my hands under her skirt to start them dancing along her inner thighs. I stroked her lightly with just my fingertips all along the tender flesh below her pussy. She moaned. I could tell from the beseeching tone in her voice that I was making her impatient again. Good. Time to make her beg for it. Continuing to torment her sensitive skin, I said, "What do you want? What do you want me to do?" Oh, touch my pussy, please. Please touch my. "Come over here and lie down beside me," I said, "One on each side." They did as requested and, removing my bikini top, I placed the towel over my full breasts. "Ready when you are," I said. "What about the sun cream?" asked Jon. "I don't think we need that," I said, grinning. Two young hands snaked under the towel and began groping my 38DD breasts and this progressed to full squeezes and pinching my easily aroused nipples. I felt a wave of excitement rush through me. "Suck them," I said, and.