A simple, six inch vibrator, shaped like a penis, flesh-colored. I turned it on to the lowest setting and brought it to the edge of insertion, at your...labia, and then gently touched it to them. I slowly moved the tip of the vibrator up and down your labia, picking up moisture from your apparent arousal, sliding it up and down until it was slick. And then I began to toy with your clit, which was prominent and erect, and then slide the tip up and down more along your slit, gently parting your. We lay on the bed and were soon naked, exploring each other's bodies with tongues and fingers. I was cupping my wife's huge breasts and tenderly sucking her nipples, while she stroked my now erect cock. I licked her body down to her hairy pussy, smelling her lovely scent. She was wet by now and I eased two fingers gently into her warm vagina. Her eyes were closed and she was sucking on her finger, she was excited. I gently bit on her clit and sucked, still fingering her slowly. She was now. “Please, I’ve waited so long.” He sighed, and let is actions take precedence. He kissed me swiftly, and by the way he was breathing, I knew he was hard again. We went into his back seat, and he pulled the seats down so that we had more room. He shared one last, hot kiss with me, then started to take off my blouse. I was thankful at that moment only that I had worn my beautiful green and black lace bra that showed almost my whole breasts. He looked down, and gazed for a while. A single “Wow…”. The next two weeks are like this. I keep hoping that it wasn't a fluke I saw him. I can’t get him out of my head and I am frustrated that I've not seen him. I told a couple of my girlfriends about this guy, but they said after two weeks, I might as well forget him. I try, I really do, but it isn't happening. It’s a Saturday morning and I can’t sleep, so I decide to go for an extra long run today. I grab my stuff and head out to the park. I’m warming up and mostly people watching, thinking of.