I slipped across into the passengers seat having noticed a couple in the car park, getting passionate over a car bonnet.His hands were up her dress as... she clung on with her arms around his neck, full mouth on mouth kissing, gyrating on his embedded hand between her open legs.'Fuck her, go on give her one', was flashing through my mind, as I used my own hand in a similar fashion, glancing around to ensure I was not going to be caught unawares, by any of my friends.Turning back to watch the. She sported a lovely sundress and sandals. After the initial "meet & greet," everyone was on their own. Helen and I paired off and sought a nice place for dinner. During our al fresco dinner, we shifted from business to personal conversation. I sensed we were well-mated, and our conversation was amazingly intimate and open. She had been divorced from her first husband, and her 2nd husband died suddenly. I shared my marital history, also, and discovered we were very similar in one regard - both. “So, it’s ok for me to touch your panties now?” She just glared at me as she swallowed as much dick as she could. “Hold on Sissy, that’s enough of that for now, I don’t want to blow my load yet and if you keep that up I won’t have a choice.” I rolled her over on her back and pulled her half tee up and over her head. Her breasts are modest in size, perfect for me, very soft and with pink areolas and eraser sized nipples. I carefully take each into my mouth gently sucking and licking them. Befriend you.” Dale smiled broadly and obviously welcomed the approach.Cookie laughed, “You can say ‘Fuck me’; I won’t be insulted or annoyed.”Dale said, “I didn’t want to be that crass about it. I do have to check-in at home. Why don’t you come and meet my wife, Susan, if you haven’t already? I think you two will like each other.”“Does she ... you know ... like other women? I’m not an expert on any of that, but in the spirit of the Circle, I’m trying.”Dale laughed as they started walking.