“Would you like a piece of cake or a glass of champagne?” “I’d love some champagne. Thank you so much.” I got a flute glass and poured the...champagne into it and handed it to Maria. I could see that Timothy was excited that Maria was so pretty. I could tell that his mind was working overtime thinking of what would be happening shortly. “This is the first time we’ve ever done something like this. We’ve always talked about having a threesome with a woman, but have never acted on it. I’ve never. Hardly moving at all, he watched me. Hewatched my bosoms; he watched the milk squirting out of my nipples liketwo fountains.Then he pushed himself harder into me, harder than ever before, and themilk just showered out of my nipples higher than ever as he pumped hismember into my vagina, into my insides harder and faster with everystroke.He put his hands under my bottom and lifted that part of me up about afoot, closed his eyes, and pushed his penis into my vagina as hard as hepossibly could! . Neither of us, having enjoyed the initial experience, wanted to give up but we recognised the need for prudence.Our starting point was a determination that it wouldn't become an occupation. We didn't need that. It would simply be a highly pleasurable outlet for our joint sex drive, a supplement to what we already enjoyed not a substitute. Assessing the responses we were receiving, we decided that we could set ourselves an arbitrary target. We agreed that we would see a maximum of twenty couples. M...Don’t be late though. I can’t afford to miss our lunch date. Are you coming to my grandfather’s funeral?”Strangely, I had tingles through my body. To see her, to smell her fresh body, and to touch her soft skin. Times had changed, but my fantasies about her had not.“Nashville International, right? Send me your flight number and airline. If you’re lucky, maybe I’ll be standing curb side with my skirt slightly raised.”“Flight 2169...Delta Airlines. I’d rather see you in a sexy shade of.