Most all were younger than us but my wife looked better than most of the young women there. She told me as she moved through the crowd, she felt a cou...ple of hands brush her ass and it was a turn on for her. We moved to where we were kind of in the open and were watching the people dance. I reached down and slid my hand into the opening in her skirt and start to slide my fingers into her slit and started moving them back and forth. I could feel her starting to get wet. She gripped my arm tighter. "You still gonna fuck me silly tonight, I hope?" "Oh, yeah, see this, it's all nice and ready," I said pointing at my damp cock. Robin was a pleasure to fuck because she enjoyed it so much, she really got into it, just got overtaken by her orgasms which were, typically, very strong and wild. She was very vocal and enthusiastic, you knew she could never fake what was happening to her. "Mmm, yes, it really looks ready," she said as she knelt down and resumed sucking me as I petted her cheek. Of. I also humiliatingly had to masturbate into a glass for my realise deterrent. Because of holding back for a week this did not take long and after I safely stored my fluids away for the next day. My sexual buzz now broken I spent the next 24 hour talking myself out and back into my self bondage.The day arrives.The day and the hour of my self imposed torture arrives. I spend most of the morning tottering about trying not to think about what I am going to do to myself in-case I chicken out or get. Frustrated by the lack of room to maneuver I slipped my hand back out and caressed outside her panties once more. I imagined the satiny inside sucking up her juices like a sensual sponge. I looked at her face and her eyes were closed. Her head was leaned to the side a bit and her exquisite lips were parted softly as she breathed through them. I imagined that is exactly how she looked when orgasming, except more sedate and without the tension and gasping. She was lovely. I reached up and.