“Dave, don’t feel any need to apologize or make explanations. Alice loves you more than anything in the world, and I wouldn’t want to be the one...to come between you two for anything. She talked to me about tonight, and how she and you might not be ready. I’m cool. I hope I’m around when you’re both ready; Alice is such a delight and so sexy. I can admit freely that I’m falling in love with her, but not to displace you. I would want anything that happens between us to be an ‘and’ not an ‘or’ in. Fuck me like your bitch. Say I am your bitch. I am your randi.”I also got excited, “Saali kutiya. Teri pussy ka bhosda bana dunga aaj chod ke.” I was giving her deep thrusts now, and she was getting mad hearing abuses from me.“Yeah. I am your kutiya. I am your randi. Fuck my pussy.”She hugged me tight, and I increased with my speed to the maximum I could. She said, “Dont stop, jaanu. I am cumming.I am cumming.You must cum with me. Yeah fuck me. Fuck me. Fill my pussy with your thick white. Got some things on my mind I need to share." We had this code thing and it prevailed over everything other than a fire in the house.We went to sit on the couch and she turned toward me and took my hands, "I loved every minute of it. I want more. I had a long talk with Sabrina the Slut on the flight home and decided. I want you to sleep with me." She paused, then went on, "You must not let our lives interfere with your life with your friends. You must go with girls in your age range. I can't. He stood up carefully and I could see his prick tight against his swim trunks. I was a lady and didn't touch it as I so wanted to do.I sent him home to his mother instead.—————I put my folded panties in my special panty drawer and spritzed it with my antique crystal perfume bottle with the little hose and bulb arrangement. I keep it filled with one of the delicious scents from Prada. It always makes me feel almost rich when I put on a silky pair of panties and the Prada seems to envelope me. I.