You have to believe me that I never intended for this to happen. All I know is that I was laying on the bed completely blown away and I felt and saw t...is hand stroking my cock with two luscious tits resting on my chest. I didn't know it was Lydia. Her face was turned away from me as she was looking at my cock watching it get hard as she stroked it. I didn't know who it was and I was so turned on, horny, and drunk that I didn't care. I just reacted instinctively and pulled her up on the bed. She was in no hurry to let me go, and her warm little body was plastered up against me so closely we couldn't have gotten a Kleenex between us.I began to get an erection and I started trying to pry the young girl off my chest before she could notice.But she noticed, all right."I am very glad that you are home!" she said, in perfect English."I'm happy to be here," I said."I could tell!" Margarita said, laughing.I'm pretty sure I blushed. She might be not-yet 18, but she had a wicked, and very. I reach up and stroke the side of your face and let my hands run down your neck, past your breasts, pausing to cup them softly before continuing along your sides past that ticklish point that makes you squirm and around onto your ass, squeezing it tight just as I start to kiss you again. As our lips meet for the millionth time since we have been going out I slowly unzip your trousers and push them off your hips and let then drop to the floor leaving you standing in the light pink bra and boy. "I haven't tried anyone else's, have I?"When I was clean, and I had snuggled with her a little more, I sent her off to work.It was a fairly normal day at work, except for the anticipation of tonight. It would be, for the most part, Becky's show. She had asked me to act as if it was a normal night for us, and I was willing to comply.When I got home, Becky met me at the door with a big hug and a tonsil-cleaning kiss. It looked like she had been cooking for a while."Jamie will be here in about an.