.. Or maybe not... You know, whatever takes your fancy." The smirks of superiority opposite me grew and I knew I was on a hiding to nothing. To make m...tters worse, Suzanne reached for her handbag, and in doing so, spread her knees. There was a lot more on view now but I managed not to gasp. Inside the sheer fabric of her panties, there was indeed a darker shadow, and I was sure it was her tanned skin. I enjoyed seeing how the triangular shape narrowed to a thin strip covering her labia, and the. Julien was soshocked he let his father push his tongue into his mouth. He closed hiseyes and let this man's hot tongue caress his. His dad's hang crept furtherup his leg and grasped at the bulge in his pants. Pulling the boxers downhis erection sprang free. His father pulled away and looked down at hisson's erection. `My my, you certainly take after your old man,' he said with a grin. He was right. Julien's father certainly looked like an older version ofhim. His hair was dark, his eyes. Dancing sexually got me turnedon and the more I saw my husband was hot, the more Igot hot, too.After a while, I noticed that he was making slightfucking motions. The bulge in his pants was stickingstraight up and I figured out that the head of hiswhite 7-inch fuckstick was between the elastic waist ofhis underpants and his belly. I soon noticed from thelook on his face that he was coming and sayingsomething. The music was so loud that I couldn’t haveheard a word he said but I could read. “That is lovely. And sooo hot! …. Do you know what guided masturbation is?”“Instruction for people too dense to figure it out for themselves?”“Ha ha, very funny. No, you touch yourself how and when I tell you to.”“Okaaay,” he replied uncertainly.“Show me how you stroke when you’re thinking of me.”He obliged.“Ooh, I like that. Like you want to fuck me slow and sensual. Not just ‘come and go in a heaving rush.’ ““I want to stir your cauldron. Start with a slow simmer and gradually rise to the.