He slowly stroked his hand up and down on my dick which felt good, and caressed my balls. After a few minutes I moaned softly. Feel good, he asked yes...I said. I felt something wet run over my dick and his hand slid without resistance. My legs began to move on their own and my heart started beating faster. A few minutes more and I started breathing quicker. He slowed his stroking and said to hold back the feeling to cum. My hips started bucking as my breathing became short quick breaths. Not yet. As he was about to throw it away he noticed a lipstick kiss on it. He couldn’t resist opening it. Had he intercepted a love note? The loneliness he found in the lines of the poem showed he hadn’t. ‘I don’t know where he is. I don’t know what he looks like. I don’t know how we’ll meet. I know I’m waiting! I know there’s an empty spot for him to fill. I know he’ll call me beautiful!’ He wondered about the woman who had lost such a personal poem. Was she someone his age? Someone single and tired. "Feeling a little horny?" she asked."Oh God please let me cum, pleeeease." God I was pitiful, but I was stuck in a pre-orgasmic state and it was excruciating."Oh no dear. Not yet. I want this feeling to build for a while. I want your mind on nothing but sex, on nothing but relieving this horrible tension." Pleeeeease. Oh god don't do this!" Would you like me to release your right hand so you can play with yourself?" Oh yes. Please yes!" Alright then."She undid the buckle on my right arm and my. FLASH! Great ass shot I thought.Di pulled me around and we wrapped into a hug with armsand legs entwining.FLASH!We must have looked like a couple of snakes mating asErica moved to the head of the bed for another shot.FLASH!I savored every lick of Di’s lily white neck andshoulders while she nibbled on mine. The smell of herjasmine perfume blended with the smell of our cleansweat as I began kissing my way down her body, betweenher breasts and over her belly to her neatly trimmedpubic hair..