I instructed her to text me in the bathroom immediately after her encounter.Her text to me that night read this way: ?Thank you Sir. He got very hot ...nd dumped a good load down my throat. I nearly came.? (I had not prompted her to give me such an obscene account; I surmised that she knew that it would please me.)Don, her 65 year old boyfriend, a lawyer for a rising ?green energy? firm, clearly had no D/s inclinations and, at this age, was unlikely to develop any. But like many men, he could. They had obviously been testing her limits and she was looking a little stressed. I looked around the grassy bank. The only other spectators on this side of the field were a few baseball-moms sitting closer to home plate. There were more people on the first-base side since it was closest to the parking lot. The situation was a very loose interpretation of 'in public' and a far cry from the crowded park they had gone to before. No wonder Jolene was stressed.I wondered where Janice was now that. That’s nicer than I expected.’ She wasted no time in moving it higher into the crease between her thighs. ‘Am I supposed to penetrate myself with this or what?’ ‘You do whatever feels good to you,’ I responded. She started to slide the metal rod inside herself, then quickly withdrew it. ‘Not good — at least not yet. But it does feel great around the outside.’ She continued to rub the vibrator around her pussy lips, on both sides and more lingeringly up the middle. ‘Ummm. This is good, but I. Kerry's rigid fingers dug into my hips. I couldn't tell if she was holding me back or trying to keep me in place. Her hips were grinding slowly, her body tense."You feel so good in me," she panted. "I'm so close, don't stop. Please, I'm almost..." "Almost," she grunted. "Oh, oh yes. Deeper. Put it innnnn," she growled, raising her legs high and wide. I tried not to ram into her but I was out of control. I punched my hips forward and held tight, squirting a long hot spurt into her fluttering.