Let me tell you that names in this one don't matter, just the actions. This past Saturday night (September 3rd) I was at a club in Manhattan. Once in ... while I like to go to a rave club because I know so many people there and though I am 54 the people who are MUCH younger than me like hanging with me. I don't know if it is being a retired firefighter and all the stories I have or just my Harley Hog. Anyway, I was in the club for about 2 hours when I saw these 2 punk girls walk in alone. I went. ‘No Willie! It’s okay. He’s with me, not a John.’ She said as she got close. She placed her hands on his arm, making him look at her. ‘I have something to tell you.’ She said. He looked down into her amazing eyes. If it weren’t for his wife of twenty years, he’d have fucked her by now. ‘What’s going on?’ He said as he eyed me suspiciously. ‘Willie, this is Jack. Jack is a good man and is taking me and Gina away. Darrell is dead.’ She said. Willie looked down into her eyes. ‘Dead? How?’ He. " His hands went up and reached the edge of her panties. She was starting to get wet. Tracy raised her hips and held her shorts away from her body. Jimmy had an unobstructed view of her panty-clad pussy. His eyes got wide and he stopped the massage. "Higher." Are you s-sure?" he stammered."I'm sure," she sighed. "Please." Jimmy's fingers started rubbing the damp panties. He felt like his dick was going to explode. Tracy's hips started to rock and a small moan escaped her lips. She grabbed the. I half hoped she wasn’t. She was on her bed. It took me a few seconds to realize what she was doing, She was rubbing her cunt wish a vibrator. She was moaning softly. I could feel myself getting hard again. This time I didn’t try to fight it. I stuck my hand down my pants and started rubbing my eight inch cock. ‘Joshy..’ She said my name. I froze. I thought she had seen me, but then she said, ‘Oh Joshy, fuck me harder!’ She was thinking about me while she was masturbating! This turned me on.