It's just that I was disturbed." Because I wanted to ride your bike?"I had to chuckle at that. "No. Because I looked at you and for the first time, I ...aw Anjali Lindon, not the-daughter-of-Felicity-Lindon."She gasped and I saw understanding in her eyes. "So..." So I saw a very attractive young woman, who apart from being rather younger than myself, was just about my physically ideal woman. I saw a young woman who seemed to share my tastes in life – music, food, leisure activities. All sorts of. Still astride me she leans back, takes the jar of hand cream from the bedside and oils her hand. Leaning forward again, her one hand rests on my hip close enough for her fingers to tickle my balls, her other hand wraps round my shaft, her thumb and forefinger in a ring squeezing just below my knob. A hand job! I spread my legs wider and clench my buttocks in anticipation. The stroking starts! Smooth, rhythmic, full length down to her hand against my pubes up to her hand riding right up over my. ” Blossom added.“I did not!” Erin said defensively.“You did, Erin. I was lying at your feet and it shot past my head like a mortar shell.”“I do not fart that bad!” Erin protested.“It’s not about good or bad. It’s more about the force.” I piled on.“Hey! You guys are being mean.” Lynn defended her wife.“Sorry Sweetie. Hey! How did we get from Erin being pissed about Lynn, to dealing with her farts?” Blossom asked.“Yeah how did we do that?” Erin asked, before she walked over to Lynn and pulled her. His name was Leroy and he waited patiently while Ana was locked inside the bathroom. He looked into the camera and smiled… Anita finally showed up. She was wearing now that infamous cheerleader outfit. A short skirt showed her firm round buttocks and a tight jumper style cat suit indicated that her boobs were loose…Leroy opened her eyes real wide and my sensual wife told him to relax and enjoy; she used to make her clients feel at home.Then Ana crawled onto the carpet heading towards the black.