I loved watching those girls’techniques, even as I had to bite my tongue a bit tostop myself giggling at the corny scripts in places. Ilearnt a ...ot from those videos, things I’d put intopractice over the fullness of time. As the videos played during the long winter afternoon Igot more and more turned on, and I wasn’t alone inthat. I think Alan found it a bit of a novelty to watchthe videos that he’d seen before with someone else fora change, and it wasn’t long. BUT I AM HORNY and start playing with myself, wetting my fingers with my mouth before fingering myself, knees up and hitting the Hot spot that only a woman can do straight away. I am immediately wet and thinking or fantasizing about my most recent escapades, from sucking a French exchange student during our work Xmas party to asking Brad to fuck me from behind with anal beads inserted, or maybe my BIL and his mates banging me.So I flick, rub and grind on my fingers, quietly at first but then I. I held you arms and took you into my reality. Reality where darkest side becomes true. I made space for us, you know moved some people and made space for us to lie down on the seat.Then I sat down with you, held your hand and placed it on my crotch. You grabbed my cock instinctively and began to squeeze. You bent down, opened my zipper and jeans button, dragged it down a bit and took out my cock. Next I know that I am deep inside your mouth, partially in your throat and you are sucking on me. Eleanor watches in fascination as Joey's bulge grew again while he seemed to be rubbing his testicles through his sweatpants. She looked uncertainly at her husband who was gazing at Joey with plain distaste. "I, uh," she said hesitantly."Come on now, I don't bite," said Joey with a toothy grin."Well, OK," agreed Eleanor, rising to her feet and looking down at her husband.Arthur gave her a pained look but didn't know how to object in a polite way, so he kept his mouth shut. Eleanor pressed her.