He was so close to me, just several feet away. I tried to sound as nice as I could saying he shouldn’t be afraid, that all guys masturbated, and tha... I could help him and talk to him if he wanted. He zipped up his fly, his hands were shaking. He ran away. I was thinking about the boy all day long. I was so hot all the time. Next day I went through the same park again. This time I didn’t mean to breathe some fresh air I just wanted to see the guy again. But he wasn’t there. It was Friday. I saw. I started to chat with a guy in his late 50s and it was soon apparent that he and his wife sometimes invited people round to their home to spend a few hours naked together. I was sent a few photographs of them and asked if I would be interested. This seemed ideal but he wanted to meet me first and introduce me to his wife. A meeting was arranged in a local pub and they were a very lovely couple. He emailed me a few days after the meeting to say his wife would be interested in a meeting at their. She knelt beside us and held Krissy’s ass cheeks open for me. I put a greased finger slowly into her dark pucker and held it there to allow her to get used to being dilated. As she relaxed from the initial penetration, I added a second finger the same way. Soon, she relaxed enough to let me twist and stroke the finger inside her tight, puckered ring. With two fingers inside her, I could ooze that cold jelly along the space between my fingers to get as much lube inside her as possible.[Not. Now why dont you get unpacked? After diner well go out and get a movie and some ice cream. Alright. Dairy Queen? she asked. Where ever you want, I said as I lifted the heavy suitcase. Now where do you want this? Put it on the floor over there, she said pointing by the window. I put it over there and walked to the door turning just before I left. She was already unzipping the suitcase, bent over. She was wearing a skirt that was already short to begin with but showed off her attractive legs..