I went around to the driver’s side and got in. “So, where to my dear,” I asked. “Just go up that way,” she pointed to the West, “two blocks and turn left. I live at the bedroom Conestoga Apartments, do you know where they are?” “Yes I do,” I said as I drove down the street. Jill was smiling, leaning over the console of indian my truck. When we got to her apartment, she took me by the hand and led me inside and to the elevator. When the door closed, she pressed against me and kissed me, never taking her eyes from mine. The elevator went up to the 3rd floor. We left the elevator hand in hand and walked up the hallway, looking at each other as we walked. We stopped at her door, she kissed me again and unlocked the door and went in. “You have a very nice apartment, I said as I seated myself at the counter.” Jill retrieved a bottle of Old Weller from a cabinet and two glasses. She put a few ice cubes in each glass and poured the bourbon over them. She handed me a glass, then held her glass up to mine, “Here’s to an awesome evening Steve.” She bumped her glass to mine and looked at me with a mischievous look as she took a drink. As I took a sip of the whiskey, thoughts were racing through my mind. ‘She wants to have sex………she’s beautiful………oh fuck, if Jen finds out, I’m toast…….what do I do, fuck this goddess or bid her goodnight and go home? Damn, what do I do? End of part 1 – I will post more very soon. This is a true story about my first ever mfm threesome I had... I riding had been having casual sex with a girl I met online for about a month. Her name was Danielle. “Well after my divorce, I started being more adventurous with my sex life.”, he said as he leaned closer. You will thank her for spanking you, and you will beg her to fuck indian you. “It’s beautiful.” She whispered, holding it to the sunlight to examine all the intricate details. “We love you, Clint!” I squealed, my pussy clenching down on him when he rammed back into me. I whispered to her. “Are you having breakfast with us Hunter?” she asked, walking up to him. He could use me as and when he wanted, for anything he wanted. I answered. "Stroke it a little, then smell it." I kept below the edge of the towel. Deana riding stroked Rebecca's hair. Adilene had been far more gentle, and when they laid together there was a true connection between them. The woman smell was awesome. “Come on, Karen? Real close when Kim grabs Ash's hand, pulls it up to her breast so Ash can rub it, takes Ashley's breast and starts caressing it while she leans down to whisper in both of our ears... Ah, well, then, here she is again,” Stephanie breathed, and proudly passed the phone back to Kelly. “It’s delicious!” I eat the green one next. She bedroom scolded me, she didn't like yelling in the house. It was erotic to see a female sitting on my lap with my cock deep in her . “What does it taste like?” I asked, I shocked myself, I mean I wanted to know, I wanted to try it honestly, I wanted to try moms now, but did I really ask that? She felt incredible. It was the first man from before, and when he sat on the bed she leaned into him and laid her head on his shoulder. “Fuck look at this bare ass.” He said as he jiggled her cheek up and down with his hand. Sue touched the corner of her lip and Lynne didn't understand. We went at it like animals! Yet for some reason my brother seemed unable to speak at that moment. A large majority of the emails were from those in the brands welcoming Jill and I to the organization. Which would be a natural since I already had a couple of years of part time work in grocery stores and very much liked the business. This is when Carl's friend Jessy walks over and Carl introduces him to J (and me a little later), J is the target right now! Cathy tried to pull her head away but could not. What's the worst that could happen ? She put her head down and gagged herself shooting up for air and saying that she just couldn’t suck my cock. We all kissed her and said good-by as she got dressed. From our sexy swimsuits, to Cathy and I playing…. “Rim her,” moaned Mom. Good enough for what we’re about to do, Teresa thought. A Limo, really?