Yep, there I was, fat, dumb, and happy, when this SUV pulled into the parking lot at the boat launch. It was a Saturday night, and I figured that some... kid had his dad’s Expedition, and was gonna go parking with little Susie, not suspecting that somebody like me might be already there. Hell, he wasn’t too far wrong, as all the fudgies were home, not wanting to brave the chill that fall in Michigan brings.As it turned out, Billy and Susie were probably parking somewhere else entirely, as the guy. I met her increased passion with a greater degree of control than I had been able to manage in previous sessions. As I adjusted my speed to meet Cathy's urging, I began to feel the stirring of another climax. I tried to slow its progress by slowing my strokes, but Cathy suddenly wrapped her legs around my waist and began slamming into me as hard as she could force her sex against mine. I exploded into her in a shuddering climax, feeling Cathy's arms and legs squeezing me as if she were. I mean, he is the one watching. What is he doing? Is he naked, or just no pants, is he stroking or just a light tease? She feels her insides start to knot. She begins to feel a need she has not had for a long time. starting to enjoy the taboo act she is starting with her new friend. She opens the curtain and stands in her bra, begins to massage her breasts, still looking at the spot where she knows him to be. Her vision now blurred by the blood pounding in her head. She bends and slides off her. I felt her lips on my forehead and cheeks. She held my hands and took me to the bed, motioning me to sit down.“ Let me start by telling you a short story. Many many years ago, in the India of old, there used to be a system of Kothas. These were houses of women who were skilled in the arts of music, poetry, dance and love making, and teenaged men of prominent families were trained by these women in these arts. It was a rite of passage and a time honoured tradition that had spanned.