He wondered whether Chrissie's muscles were as well toned as her mother's.He slid up her body, kissing and stroking as he went. Pulling down her bra s...traps, her tits popped free, jutting invitingly out from her chest. She mewed softly as his hands caressed and lips paid homage. She held him by the back of his head as his tongue teased her nipples to hardness."Justin, you're not my first," she told him, softly, as his fingers began to rub her panty-covered mound.Some 'older guy, ' apparently,. I volunteered to help clean up.Her: You’re so sweet! I thought I’d have to do it all myself. Me: Yeah, I know you. You would have lived in this mess if someone didn’t help you clean it up.My hot friend laughed and smacked my arm. I grabbed her hand and playfully pulled her close, and there was a moment of sexual tension there. She shrugged it off and we got back to work. We cleaned up everything and headed to the kitchen. I talked to her casually as she made two cups of coffee.Her: You helped. It hurt, it felt orgasmic, and it wasn't over. Elise rolled onto her back from her side and Tara unlocked their legs. Climbing onto her woman, Tara kissed her deeply and passionately, thrusting 3 fingers into Elise as she did. Elise moaned, finally took her eyes off my cock, and slid three fingers into Tara's ass. Tara came, and hard. The second Elise touched her anus Tara shivered, and the penetration sent her tumbling. Elise came with her, both of them moaning, bucking, and rolling against. ” She teased a half-joke, leaning her fleshy and warm freckled shoulder to mine.I was so aroused. I badly wanted to touch her again. Nothing like this had ever crossed my path before. Ever. Married for 26 years, I was institutionalized. A life consisting of blankness gone mad. Difficult to figure the magnitude of time that passed without notice; time overflowing with false purpose. Love, long gone, but the sense of security was always there, until now. I left it all behind; every bitWe found.