After a few mins I was wanking a little under the covers. He asked if I was and I confirmed. I said 'lets have a look then?' but he wanted to see me f...irst. I showed him I was hard. Im only average sized and he commented on it, the bastard! This made me more intrigued to see him and I realised there was probably no going back from here. It was all a little surreal...He unleashed it from the sheets. 'Oh my god!' I said. (Now I thought I only read about this it other peoples stories.) He was a. .” I started to explain. This seemed a good time to back out of the evening. I would just tell her that I should be home, and ask Arlen to take me there.“My husband is somewhere,” she said. “Probably with some cute young man from one of his classes. He loves to fuck pretty young men. He likes women too. He'll fuck anything, anywhere, anytime. Except for his wife, of course. He doesn't fuck me much. Does your husband fuck you regularly?”“When he's home,” I said. “He's been gone for a week.”“You. . would you be okay with a joint civil ceremony? Our church can't marry people officially, but we can say vows in their presence, which we'd prefer anyway ... Eric knows some of the Registrar's staff and while they won't bend any rules, they might be willing to ... expedite things a little, if approached in the right way."Eric and I looked at each other, then at our would-be partners. "Is that what you want, Grace?" I asked."Bridie?" Eric added.They both nodded. "We've been friends since we. “This shack makes for a poor love nest, but I believe I can keep you distracted from the cobwebs and the grime.”She leaned down towards him, subjecting him to another kiss, this one more invasive and sensual than the last. It was designed to excite, to tease rather than to placate, her tongue flicking and coiling inside his mouth. She held his member in her hand all the while, letting it rest gently in her palm, seeming to take great pleasure in the way that it jumped and pulsed with every.