. And neither could the two girls next door. I could hear one yelling to the other that she needed to come watch a guy across the plaza stroke his coc...k. From their initial conversation and the shock of the second woman's voice, I figured the first girl must be masturbating too. Good thing I slept naked I was not going to ruin another pair of panties... I could feel my wetness running down my legs. Watching my old lover and knowing two women were not only ogling him but getting off on it. I felt around for the other important structures I read about. "Yes, that's my cervix you're touching. Now, if you put a little pressure upward... OH, YES!". I think that was the Grafenberg spot. "Now, just at the front, you should feel a little button," Dana continued. I found it, and I touched it gently. She closed her eyes, and her mouth opened slightly. I was sending her to ecstasy just touching her there. I kept on doing that for a while. Dana opened her eyes. She rolled us, with herself. Before long, his hands started massaging her whole tight body. She was a member of the cross country team at school and her body was in perfect shape. His hands moved from her shoulders down to her slim waist, over her tight ass that he now had free reign over, down to her smooth beautiful legs. He slowly ran his hands down the outside of her legs, one hand on each leg and then brought them up on the inside. She spread her legs to accommodate him. She wanted him to see and want all of her.. She hadn't felt like that in a very long time, and she enjoyed the way it made her feel almost young again!Still, she didn't act on the thought, but the thought itself didn't go away. If anything, it slowly, but surely, increased over time! Of course, she keep such thoughts to herself. How would her daughter think of her, she wondered, if she fucked some other man besides her father? Would she see her as a 'whore', a 'slut?' Cindy had never cheated on her husband, though she had often wondered.