.. I really didn't care at that point since either of them had free use of me anyway... I just enjoyed the tranquility of the water as their tongue ex...plored my open cunt.Despite enjoying all the attention, I was nervous... I knew I was in over my head, and I had no idea how to control the situation anymore, outside of just keeping them happy and hoping they can keep their mouths shut . Maybe Emily wouldn't care, but I wasn't about to find out the hard way if she did. I slid back up and opened. She looked around and again quieted her voice. He smiled. “One of my special uhhh you know…jobs? Wouldn’t you like and want one of those again?” she asked, quietly. He smiled and had to nod his head. “Then let me come over. Allow me a day at your place. I’ll give you something very special.” And she added, with a smile “Something that you’ll never forget Michael.” He was already thinking how that would feel. He practically started to smile at the thought of it all as he pictured the two of them. Ha..its okay. Haha, yeah. Wanted to get one out eh? Uh&hellip,yeah. Yeah, I know how it is. I tried to get one out this morning. Living with 6 other guys dont give you much time in the bathroom, if you know what I mean. Haha yeah&hellip,well you welcome to have at it. Ill give ya some privacy. No man, you go shower. Were leaving soon anyway. I stepped past him and jumped in the shower, still naked and cum leaking down my torso back towards my now hanging dick. It had gone dead with. That was a defining moment for me, when I decided to extend my sexual fantasies and make them happen.I am Sylvia a forty-five year old widow after my much older husband died three years ago. My parents were Danish so I have inherited their tall, slim bearing and my mother’s good looks. My girlfriends tell me I still have a very good body, smooth skin, an hour glass figure and I modestly agree. When some of my girlfriends regaled me with stories of their sex lives I realised I have a lot of.