I followed her to the bedroom. While she was checking the window in the bedroom I went and stood behind her. I kept my hand in her hip and pressed it....She gave a slight moan. I kept my lips near her ear lobe and started sucking her ears. She was not able to stand properly. I kept on licking her ears and kissing her shoulders. Then I removed her chudi top. Now she was wearing only a black bra. I kept kissing her bare back. Then I turned her to my side. Wow what a great boobs she had. It was 36. She swirled her tongues around, and flicked the little strap of skin underneath. She jerked her hand up and down, gripping firmly, and watching the head get slick with pre-cum.She touched the sticky fluid with her outstretched tongue, drawing a bead away as her hand still wanked my shaft.She stopped.She stood up quickly, and in a slightly awkward manner, pulled off the tight lycra shorts. She was naked underneath, and I stared at the vee of her pussy. The downy blonde hair untamed and bushy. But it still isn’t time for that yet. He leaned down and licked one of her nipples. She jumped and then cooed that that felt good. He kissed her on the lips and then went back to her nipples. He alternated from one to the other, first licking them and then sucking gently.“Ohhhhh that feels goood,” she panted. He kissed his way down to her stomach and then rubbed his face in her pubic hair. Her head came up and she stared as he went lower. “What are you ... Ohhhhhh ... Ohhhh my... Ohhh myyyy!“. Frank was the best dressed and for sure the most handsome man there. It felt good to be on his arm, to be introduced to his friends, to feel safe and secure around these very strong and without a doubt very dangerous men. I was feeling like a woman again, not a reject.Dangerous men, you ask? Let me give you a little insight. We were sitting at a table with a friend of his when Frank asked “Would you like something bad to happen to your ex? Like, if Phil here stopped him and found some coke on.