Rachel groaned above me, lifting her mouth from licking my cunt to say, “Barbara, touch me please, finger my cunt for me will you, I’m desperate f...r you to touch me.” And with that I slid one then two fingers deep into her wet flowing cunt. I couldn’t believe that I was now touching someone else’s most private parts, it was wonderful, she felt so hot, wet and deep that I was able to slip another finger into her, while with my other hand I was able to stroke at her clit. She ground herself. The spark that I had sensed while we chatted on line suddenly returned. I leaned over and put my head on his chest, while he stroked my hair, telling me how exciting it was to finally meet. We began to make out like horny teens and I lifted up my sweater and placed his hand on my breast. He stoked and lightly pinched my nipples with such skill that my pussy twitched. I became increasingly aware that we were in a parking lot where anyone could stroll by and see our passionate play. I. After another ‘toke’ it also seemed natural to slide off the couch down on my knees and help him pull his bathing suit the rest of the way down off his hips, then down his legs and off. Austin was about six inches long. He was soft, but when I took his shaft in my hand and started stroking it, it grew to a little over eight inches. When I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft, my middle finger and thumb just barely met. I was amazed that my mouth was able to fit around his thick shaft. Dusty said to James after she shared, “I think this is why the medallion stayed with Hasid. He did have a sense of honour and even a code of ethics, even if they were not the same as others had. I think his personalities confused the entity in his medallion.”“I don’t believe he had a dissociative identity disorder. He had a tight control on his personalities and he chose when they came out. It was as if he was an entity in his own head controlling this puppet that was his body. He let people.