She immediately snuggled close to me.Then she said, while she had her head on my chest, “We are still lovers, right?”Her hair smelled intoxicating...and it was softer than silk to the touch. I said, “Nothing has changed about my feelings for you. I am just so insecure about how to express my feelings. I realize I don’t want to go back to being Eric. I feel free and content the way I am right now, but will it be fair to you?”She simply kissed me and all questions melted away. There was just us and. I sat backwards on the bike leaning back against the tank with my feet propped on the bitch bar, pulling out my pipe, I enjoyed a hit of some of the finest organicthis side of the CA med clubs. . Holding in the hit, I enjoying the skunky taste of the weed. Off in thedistance was the sound of another bike and it was getting louder as it drew closer. Exhaling the hit, I stashed my pipe in my pouch I turned back to my map browsing as the Softail cam around the corner. The sound of it. Hubby’s handsome, smart, funny, and a wonderful lover. But we’ve been together more than thirty years. Sex with him is great but it just doesn’t carry the thrill I get from a deep dicking from a skilled lover. So when a lover is present, he gets that privilege and I get the thrill and the satisfaction that comes with being faithful to one man, a man who is NOT my husband. Why not? It’s my pussy and I want to give it to someone who will give me the most satisfaction.Don’t get me wrong, I love my. Arif stops sucking my cock but keep stroking. Fats whisper to her;” are you ready”.. Arif then says; “yes”.. She then leaves my cock but soon it is replace by a bigger skilful hand. This must be Fats hand; I say in my mind. Fats then say; come; pull you panty aside; sit over his legs and I will guide you. Withthat she straddles my legs. Fats then whispers and say; move closer; Arif moves closer, Fats moves my now hard fat cock head towards Arif’s pussy. She tells Arif to lean forward with her.