I figured 'what's sauce for the gander, is sauce for the goose', plus revenge played well with my long standing desire for more orgasms. The next Frid...ay, I came home and changed into a somewhat more alluring outfit, but not too over the top, and drove to a pub about 30 miles away so the chance of running into someone who might know me was minimized. I got there about 7 in the evening, a bit early, but there were already a few blokes there. It took about an hour of first timer nervousness in. White lace over a very sheer lining that only slightly hid the beautifully sexy body it enclosed. The dress was completely backless, with a halter top cut all the way down to the waist in front and tied behind her neck. Fitted to perfectly highlight her beautifully athletic ass and was tight on her thighs. The dress reached about three or four inches below the crease where her ass cheek met her upper thigh. Jeannie helped me into my black shelf bra and matching high waisted thong panties. My. In, and almost out. Often. Carol moaned softly. Ralph operated the remote control on the digital camera: Click, Click, Click. ‘Yes. Yes. Please continue, Ralph.’ Ralph moved slightly and placed his erection in the valley between her breasts. Carol pushed on the sides of her breasts and almost covered his cock. Ralph started to move his cock in the valley. Each time he moved forward, the tip of his cock got closer to her mouth. Carol stuck out her tongue. Tongue tip touched cock tip. With most. There is really something about pleasing yourself. Only you knows how to do it, and how it feels the best. I was already used to experimenting with different ways to make it feel good, either with a finger in me while I rubbed my clit or pinching my nips while I rubbed. I liked exploring my body. So it seemed ok as I rubbed my clit to slide my other hand down the back of my panties. I raised my butt off the bed and began by just running my finger along my butt crack. I didn't exactly know what.