On to the Finish LineSoon, I felt the coolness of her finger tips touch the tip of my penis, just as I had asked her to do. Susan’s fingers were cool and wet — I felt them begin to slide down over my glans — so gentle, so loving, just the way Linda used to do it. A shiver ran through my body. She paused before starting to simulate the in and out motion I was already fantasizing. Her finger tips worked. “Well, if you’re going to be my date, then we should invite Larry as Bethany’s date as well. That way, there’s an equal number. But you know that Larry and Pete don’t know about us, so we have to behave.”“I know! I promise I will!” she answered. Then, with an impish grin, “Maybe!”I just groaned and went to call everyone and not only were they available, but would be happy to come to dinner.“Hey, Squirt, you know that Kara comes home tomorrow. What if we invite her and Joyce for dinner. Her feelings of remorse receded somewhat once she was surrounded by the insistent, urgent and loving attentions of her men. For the first time she could remember, she stayed passive and let them lead. They took turns pleasing her in different ways, and allowing her to do the same for them. She didn’t know how long it took until they were done, but for that time, she forgot about everything beyond the five bodies in the bed.Eames’ hand trembled as he read the crinkled slip of parchment for the.Read More