The older man encouraged me saying massage his balls.As I shifted my body to get a better reach, the older man moved his hand over my leg. Down the fr...nt, then up the back stopping at my butt. Moving over my left cheek, he went back down my leg. As I stroked the now stiff dick my mind went to earlier today. Feeling the hand approaching my butt, I pushed it outwards. Faster, the younger man said. After a few minutes I seen liquid coming up out of his dick. As it ran down his dick and over my. After telling me off for being so crude she did concede that she was a man's woman and never had any feelings for other women and yes did love cock.!She had always been faithful to whichever boyfriend she had but did not necessarily keep them long and moved on to another regularly! While we were discussing sex, she also found out about my sex life and that I had in the past experienced mff 3-somes and girlfriend swapping with mates before my 1stmarriage. S thought that I had much more. The door to Lydia's mind lay open to an empty black nothing, a literal ending of reality at the plane of the door frame. She stepped forward and gazed into it, looking for anything that might be left. She saw and felt only an emptiness that wanted to subsume her into its nonexistence.Her hand caught the edge of the door and pushed it closed. The door sealed with a click, then faded away until nothing remained.Cassie shed a single tear for the old Stephanie. She looked back at the door to the. When it arrived, I took a sip, and looked into the mirror behind the bar, using it to scan the room. I noted that all of the current patrons seemed to be female, which surprised me a little.I detected a movement out of the corner of my eye, and a low voice spoke into my ear. "So, who owns you?"I looked to my left, my eyes widening slightly. A pretty brunette was pulling herself onto the stool beside me. "What did you say?"She looked me directly in the eyes, and said, "I asked who owns you?" In.