L had to stop 4 or 5 times as people passed, but didn't take out my hand or fingers!! and l didn't think anyone had noticed what l was doing. But o bo... was it turning me on. l was getting very wet by now and l could hear the occasional squelching sound, which l hoped the people sat behind me couldn't hear to!! it wasn't long before l could feel the tension rising and the sensations inside me building and l knew l was looking a bit flushed and l was starting to breathe quite heavy with that kind. I was super glad that my actions had caused her to produce the delicious lubricating juices I began to worry that if her body stopped reacting then my movements would become jerky and she would wake up. But she kept right on moaning and breathing.With my middle finger about a third of an in deep in her lips I started to feel a little bit of resistance. I figured that I had missed the mark until I felt the ring of muscle guarding her pussy pulse against my finger. The first pulses were almost. This man never failed to get to her, leaving her aroused for days after. She had more trouble than anything explaining her newfound desires to her husband, usually opting just to just sizzle, thinking of her imaginary lover, imagining Ben next to her. He always told her that it hurt him so, to think of her so aroused, and unable to do anything at all to help her. They continued like this for what seemed like forever, even moving towards discussing these things on the telephone. He would call. Slap him around a little. Fact, you can torture poor old Simon if you want. We both can but mainly you, I'm thinking. I'll cocktease him and all ... which IS a kind of torture, let's face it ... and you can come up with a few other fiendish ways to make him suffer." Will you do that for me, sweetheart? I really want you to," she smiled."Fuck yeah, Carla babe! Fuck yeah. I'm your man for that," exclaimed Mike."Thought you'd like the idea, baby," said Carla."And I'll watch" she grinned. "Because.