I quickly started walking down John R towards the Kroger that was a mile away. I really didn’t want to get on a bus. The fare was a dollar seventy-f...ve, and I had only four dollars to my name. Those four dollars could save my life, so I didn’t want to waste it.If necessary, I could hit the twenty-four-hour Coney Island restaurant a mile the other way and buy a cup of their rancid coffee for a dollar. I could nurse that cup of coffee for more than an hour and be inside the restaurant, out of the. She was still playing with my balls but now moved her other hand around me and pushed a finger tip into my bum hole. I jerked my hips in surprise and then I felt her finger going deeper and deeper till all of it was up there. At that age I had no idea about prostate massage but now I realise why that finger felt so good moving around inside my arse. Carol was looking up into my eyes for confirmation I was ok with what she was doing and I nodded and the sight of my dick stretching her lips was. She caught my eye immediately that night because she was the most stunning woman at the party. We connected and had couple rounds of amazing sex. Since then, Carrie and I have kept in touch and every couple months or so, she’ll invite me to a hotel gangbang or adult theater gangbang that she and hubby are hosting. It was finally Saturday night and I made sure to closely trim my pubes and shave my balls for the fuckfest I was going to. I arrived at the adult theater at 8:40pm and the parking lot. I want your hands to move over me, treasuring every detail, love on every imperfection while I learn your whole body in complete detail. I want you... I want to feel the physical proof of your arousal pressed intimately against me, before feeling every centimeter of you as you penetrate me, as your arms pull me close. I want to feel every hair from your chest to the collection running down to your pulsing member to brush against me. I want to purr my pleasure in your ear, as your hands.