But Cruelly Sean withdrew his fingers. ?No more fingers Mrs. Dixon, so what wouldyou like me to do now!? her teased, one finger again teasing the area... ofCatherine?s cunt lips. Making her wriggle and?squirm in a vain attempt at getting Sean to replace his fingers. Catherine was by now, lost in a state of frenziedsexual excitement, never in her life had she before encountered such feelingsof sexual pleasure followed in equal measure by such frustrating disappointment. Momentarily. "One night at dinner, after a couple of bottles of good wine, Nigel told us for the first time that he was gay and hoped we didn't mind. We both assured him we'd known he was gay for years and of course we didn't mind. 'The only thing is Nigel', I added, 'you are always welcome in our house as long as you shake my hand and kiss my wife. When you want to reverse that, don't come.' We all laughed and that broke the ice."Nigel did go on to say how difficult he found it to have a lasting. Looking at him, he pointed over to the wall and there I saw 2 little windows and a small knob. "One way mirrors" he said, where one could see into the next room or watch from there into ours. We walked over and I looked into one and there I was surprised to see Avis, on her knees, naked form the waist up, sucking on another man`s cock while yet another stood to her side, reaching down and slapping her tits hard. "God, I wish I could hear that" I muttered and the man told me I could by turning. Holy shit did she go to town on me. My arse felt like it was going to rosebud. A lover, a caring lover, a kind lover, takes there time, makes sure you are comfortable, doesn't push you too far. She always took it too far. I never asked to be fisted, but she knew what she wanted to do and that was fist me. A condom was out and she pulled it on to her hand like a doctor. My puffy hole didn't need anything gentle. I mean, fuck, it just had a double-ended dong slammed into it. She started fisting.