Opening my lover wide to explore her Labia with my hand, slowly opening her slit with a finger, as I explore her slit all the way from top to bottom. ...pening her wide all the way up and then over her clit. Then with two fingers repeating that same journey but also searching out every little crevice and fold as I feel her ever increasing natural wetness, permitting the wonderful experience of opening her introitus and entering her cunt, hopefully finding the spongy arena of her G-spot and. I turned and the man said, “Sorry to startle you.”“I’m not sure you’re supposed to bike here,” I said.“Maybe not,” he shrugged, “but I do it all the time.” When he removed his helmet, his hair was dripping with sweat. He was over six foot and I guessed he was late forties. He drank water and talked to me about the pond and stuff, pointing out the beaver damn. But it was only when I noticed the bulge in his shorts that I really began to pay attention to what he was saying. Eventually, he stopped. Mary had regaled Tricia with the details of her experience and how much she had enjoyed every step of the way, so Tricia wanted exactly the same things done to and for her. That's how the event became ceremonial.Tricia was not quite as tall as Mary, so there had to be a slight modification of the ankles on shoulders part of the event, but Tricia didn't notice the difference, she was so thoroughly soaked in the pleasure that she had received so far. A small item was added to the ritual this time. "This madness has gone far enough!"Annabelle instantly sat bolt upright, clutching the bed sheet over her unclothed chest. The man in bed next to her, Paul, frantically shrunk back against the headboard. When Electra's rage was such that even Annabelle was frightened by it, it was only natural for someone else to go into outright panic. "First of all, we still have a right to privacy in this country," Annabelle snapped. "Second of all, would you mind explaining to me exactly what you're.