This k** will go far I thought to myself while tasting my wife and sadly the turkish lad on her lips as well.She continued groaning in pleasure until ...he finally errupted once again in a scream and orgasmed loud and wet, with him still licking and kissing and flicking his tongue all around her entrance as she did. He finally stood tall and went back to his seat with a wet patch in his trousers, all of the excitement subsequently released inside his pants.The last of the group stared at us. But then I notice it, buried beneath my dorm room key and the vehicle key – my old house key.I breathe deeply and open the door of my childhood house. It still feels precisely the same. The smell of fresh vegetables is just beneath the surface, but there is also an aroma of safety and affection.“Guru?” From the kitchen, Mom calls out my father’s name. The kitchen is the main hub of the downstairs, and it’s directly connected to the entry hallway. The smell of chicken adds to the mix as I go in.. "They are doing well, even the young girl who was so hurt. They will be fine now thanks to what the 'Book of Dreams' has taught me," she told me, as she gazed at the copper tub near the fireplace."No!" I said. "We can't take it with us." Could I bathe in it again? I don't know when I'll get another chance to bathe." Certainly!" I said, and drew water and heated it for her. She was soon relaxing in the hot water and soaping herself up. I would have loved to help her, but would wait for now. When. Yes the ex has fantasised about it, but it was only ever a fantasy not a reality. It never entered my head. Helen wanted me to wear it for her, but then what, I knew then what. Did I want to? Did the idea repulse me? No it didn't. What did two women do together? Yes I'd seen the odd porn film but that wasn't reality.Helen stood up "Just going to visit the bathroom." She said. This gave me some more time, would I wear it for her? Yes I would. What about the next step? My mind didn't say no but.