We don’t hesitate, Our hardened shafts and our fingers comply. We lightly graze each others shaven balls… We know the test-tickle is the best feel...ng. We don’t even notice that she is fingering herself at our sight. Our cocks throb against each other before her gaze. Our fingers thrilled to touch, our cocks grind together to the beat… I must feel our balls touch. Holy molely this is too much… Pleasures of the flesh… Pre-Cum appears from both of us. ‘Yes!’ She cries, and just as excitedly, She. After that, we were concentrating on our jobs. In the weekend the girls were again on the phone. I asked her what is it about.They said they are planning for my birthday. We were again planning to meet on my birthday at our place. The girls were doing extensive shopping and makeovers. The day arrived.We invited them we had a chat and played cards. We had a good dinner. My wife had made some special dishes. It was about 12, so we decided to cut the cake in our garden. We played by putting cream. When they broke, she had to force herself to not go back in for another kiss or she knew she would wind up letting him take her right there in the parking lot! “Uh, ok then I guess I will see you next week, huh?”“Certainly, and I had a great time tonight Mark commented, thank you!”“Thank you, I did too, but I really need to get home now, bye!” She got in the car not worrying about her skirt as she normally did and Mark got one last look at that beautiful pussy before she said goodnight again. “Just push that finger in her and give it a good stretch.”Grace moaned out at just the idea of my finger entering her. That sounded like a Yes to me and I slowly nudged one through the hole. My fingers were long and skinny, so it went in easier than I expected. Our little girl really went wild then. I kept expecting to feel a hymen, but Grace was an active girl and most likely broke it climbing a tree or something. She sure did like having my finger in her though. “More Papa,” Grace moaned,.