The wedding might have been an opportunity to make those fantasies real. I was not exactly young any longer but Ginny had no shortage of younger men t... satisfy her. I had experience and that counted for something at least. The problem was my schedule. I had to be in Hong Kong on Monday morning, a twelve hour flight and I would lose a day to the International date line. Ginny had suggested we should try to sneak off between the service and the party afterward. As soon as we were out of sight. "I bent over the kitchen table, my ass and pussy totally exposed. He spread my legs apart, exposing me some more. He resumed licking my asshole, but this time he was working his middle finger in and out of my wet pussy, occasionally rubbing my juices into my erect clit. I could not help humping my ass back against his probing finger and tongue. My asshole opened up and accepted more of his tongue."He switched holes. He gently wormed his wet finger into my asshole which accepted it readily. He. .. experience all, but her reasoning mind was there, censoring the lewdly lubricious, sexually oriented signals, telling her: This isn't what you want... really! Remember... you can just walk away from it! You promised... !Joan's own hand followed Carla's, grasped it in an attempt to pull it away... stop the other woman from going too far. Desperately, she murmured, "I've got... to g-go home... be there... when my husband..." Fuck your husband! He can wait... his turn!" Carla spat, her lips. I thought to myself, 'Good, she is going to be just as uncomfortable as me.'I said, "Hello Abby, how are you?" I am fine Mike, it's good to see you."I didn't believe that for a minute."Abby, I'd like you to meet my date, Sarah O'Leary."Sarah and Abby shook hands and exchanged pleasantries and then Abby said, "I'd like you to meet my date. This is Karl Henning, Karl, this Mike and I think he is still my husband as I haven't seen any papers that say otherwise. "We hadn't been together for more.