And the fingers she had up her own vagina were only fingers, and had none of the hefty, meaty bulk of a cock.The only thing she was doing to herself t...at was as good or better than someone else doing it was fingering her clitoris. To pinch and roll that sensitive mini-penis with her own fingers was infinitely better than having it crunched between pubic arches. Only someone sucking that rubbery little button was better than this.Nevertheless, Judy was soaring from her self-stimulation. She was. After getting settled in my new office and finding a home for Joan and me, I started going to car shows in the Atlanta area, before traveling farther to other locations. Joan did not share my enthusiasm for classic cars, so I usually went to these events alone. I met a lot of nice people at these events, and some of these other exhibitors became friends after we ran into each other several times over a period of months. I grew close to one couple in particular, because they also had restored a. "She handed me a small glass bottle with a wide neck."Can you do it now? Mastubate here in front of me? If not, we will provide you with a room." she asked."I can do it here," I agreed.In truth, she was quite attractive and her manner of command with me was quite arousing. I had noted my penis stiffening already.You might as well strip first then, as we will need you naked later.By the time I was naked, by penis was quite hard and I took it in hand and began to wank. It seemed quite natural to. It took us about an hour to get back to town and just as we were pulling into the driveway my cock erupted, shooting cum all over me and the steering wheel. Kay kept stroking me to ensure that nothing was left in my balls. She surely succeeded in doing that. I parked the car, we fixed our clothes and went into the house. We immediately went to the bedroom where we got undressed and got in bed. The first thing I did was bury my head between Kay’s legs and started licking and sucking her pussy.