"Yesss!" she hissed.Her nipples were hard and stood out like thick bolts on a steel girder. I curled another finger into her sex. And another until I ...ad four fingers buried inside her. She turned sideways with a bent leg on the seat, presenting me with a full frontal. I folded my thumb underneath my index finger and slowly pressed my whole hand towards her wet opening. Much to my surprise, my entire hand slowly slid in and before long my middle finger pressed against her tight cervix, my hand. I would like to thank CoullPert for working with me to hopefully become a better writer. I was barely let out of high school and am not very good at putting words into type. All constructive criticism is appreciated and will be responded to unless it is rude and obnoxious. Thank you for your assistance, I hope you enjoy this continuing story as much as I am writing it.It is Friday, finally. I cannot believe how much I have been anticipating her arrival. I don’t even know her name, nor does she. "What do they do?" she asked, growing more interested. "Handjobs?" Blowjobs usually. Just enough to keep the guys hard and ready before they go into action," Chuck explained."And then?" Then the guy goes back into action with the female stars and the fluffer takes a break." So the poor fluffers don't get any of the wee wee juice?" Harriet was appalled. "That's just not fair. It's ... it's ... appalling. Those poor girls ... What an awful job. It sounds so very unfilling ... I mean. ”“Oh, I know who you are. I’m Dan Howard. The blonde coming our way is my wife – Lolly.” The men shook hands.Five seconds later, the attractive woman joined her husband and Dave met Lolly Howard – early fifties, bottle blonde, tan, and athletic looking. Dave guessed she was probably a golfer like her husband. After introductions, she said, “I’m so impressed to be meeting you here. I guess Dan told you that we’re headed to our summer home in Maine. We have watched EVERY episode of the Circle on.