It was the first time he’d said something so strong.He added, “I’m really lucky to have a friend like you. I’m glad we met.”At that moment h... pulled a giant size dildo out of the box.“What the fuck?” was what came out of my mouth.He laughed for the first time in days. “This was supposed to be a joke, but she didn’t think it was funny.”“A joke?” I was incredulous, and it showed in my voice.“Look, I didn’t tell you this, but a couple weeks ago she started telling me I never satisfied her. It. She placed the towel between her thighs, wiped, before sitting up, and taking hold of his cock with the towel, gripped and flexed her fingers."It was good," she murmured, and lay back beside him. They just lay there, but their hands seemed to find it difficult to stop stroking and fingering each other. Harry was expecting the session to be drawn to a close. He thought she might eventually rise, collect her clothes and move off. But that didn't happen. Their touching and stroking extended into. It felt so complete for me: hugging him, kissing him, his body in mine, melded together in our own little Pansy Paradise. It was so good. I got a crazy notion as I looked into the gloom of his rainy backyard. It was a moderate night, not too cold, and the rain pounding the grass looked so inviting."Fuck me in the rain, Gary. Take me out on the lawn and fuck me."He smiled, grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands, wiggled his hips forward on the couch for leverage and stood. He held me in place,. Not around here. My reputation is sleazy enough as it is.” “Me either,” I told her. “I don't want everyone we know watching us. Missy's enough.” Jane laughed. “Yeah, we've come pretty close with her, haven't we? I mean she's seen us. She just never stays to watch.” “Missy has her vibrator,“ I pointed out. And we had a good laugh at that. “Missy likes hearing us too,” said Jane, only this time with a big grin on her face. “She just hasn't faced up to it yet.” We studied a bit more (well, I.