Don't get me wrong. I don't want to be Jessica. I just want to..." she unhooked her arms from mine and cleared her throat, "experience stuff I've been...wanting to do for a while now. Before even more stuff gets in the way," Her voice got lower as she spoke, as if she wasn't certain how to put it."You know you can tell me anything, Anna," I assured her, "but spare me the details, please."She hit me. "I didn't mean anything like that! God, you're such a perv."Her face looked a little flushed, even. Words weren’t necessary to tell me what she wanted. I moved up until her soft breasts touched my chest. I felt her hand grip my manhood and guide it. A wet softness resisted the tip then gave way to yielding flesh that slid around and slowly engulfed my organ. I was inside Martine! I marvelled at it. (What else can you do when someone you love lets you share the intimacy of genital penetration?) My love for Martine felt as deep as my desire to please her. I became aware of her jerky breathing. As you know it is not often I get to have a cherry ass. I slap her left ass check yelling this time of what a slut she is, at the same time I push my cock head into the dark heavens of Mrs. Rodrigues asshole almost half way down my cock shaft. As I penetrate this gorgeous ass of hers I wave Dave over to my right and and with my left hand telling him to me quite. He follows my instructions perfectly. He stands to the right side of the bad and watches as my cock goes deeper and deeper into. I almost drop the dish when I notice that the dress is backless. I assume that it must have a built in bra because of the amount of cleavage you are showing in the front.We get to the party and mingle. You are easily the best looking woman there, even if I am a bit biased in my observations. There are lots of people, at least 20 to 30 other couples, so we make the rounds separately. Every so often you catch my eye and wink. After awhile I slip up behind you and whisper in your ear "I'd love to.