We looked for the others but they weren’t around. Jill texted Kim and she said that they had all ran to town for some last minute items. Jill and I ...had talked about staying dressed at least until we meet Jim and Kate. Just as we were done setting up the others got back. I should probably tell you that the four of us are all mid to late forties with me being the oldest at 49. The first surprise was the Jim and Kate looked much younger. We found out later there were both 34. Kim and Jill could. I get off at just the thought and my body shudders from the sudden unexpected pleasure the thought brought to my body. The little river of juices runs from my vagina to leave a wet stain on my chair, right next to the other ones. My fingers slip just inside my hole to get wet before I attack my clit again and from the looks of it, across the room, Bonnie is doing the same to Marcie.Bonnie has laid Marcie down and begun to run her tongue from her pussy slit to her nipples. She dives into. She perched on the sofa arm, popped open a Moxie and swigged. ”So, Mr. Chat Whisperer, do you have another name?”“You may call me Burton,” he answered pleasantly.Dignified enough, she thought. Suits him well.“And what exactly does a Chat Whisperer do?” She tilted her head in expectation.“I provide guidance and support for ladies like yourself who have, for lack of a better phrase, are in search of their mojo, if you will.”She gulped and coughed. The soda had fizzled down the wrong pipe. “It’s. And there she was, giving a walk to her dog. She was certainly surprised to see me. So was I. I thought it’s her plan every morning. So, I passed by, saying ‘Good morning’ with a big smile. I knew I’m gonna see her again every morning. And probably some evenings. It didn’t take much time to get friendly enough for having a little chat with her before I continue jogging. And on Friday, I asked if she is interested in having a jogging with me on Saturday. Positive, with some flirt. My cock was in.