We screwed around a little too much, in fact, and didn’t get invited back to another event after that, but I didn’t care and I don’t think they ...id either. We finished up at around midnight and they offered to put me up for the night instead of me having to drive home so late but I had to go to a funeral in the morning. They dropped me at my car and I started to head home. I was still in the city limits, in a not so nice part of the city, when my car died. I was stranded in the middle. To my amazement, the other two women and my best friend told stories of the passionate encounters they have had with women. All of a sudden, my eyes were transfixed on my best friend's very erect nipples, she was really turned on and as I stared she caught my gaze.Embarrassed, I apologised but she just stood up and walked over to where I was sitting and kissed me hard on the mouth. Her smell, her touch, her kiss sent me into a whirlwind of desire and I couldnt help but kiss her back. I found. It’s a fucking disaster.’ John has a grave look of concern on his face, ‘What about the British?’ Steve: ‘They are as confused as we are. Honestly, I wish we had never got involved, it was their idea to begin with. Winston Churchill approached Eisenhower and proposed the idea for the coup against old Mossy, as MI6 call him. All the British care about is protecting what remains of their withering empire and of course the Iranian oil fields. The British control Iranian oil fields and take 90% of. Sam slowly pulled his cock from my mouth and pushed me back onto the bed. "Your turn" he said, smiling at me. He knelt on the bed and lowered his head to my groin. He ran his hands down my thighs and kissed the insides softly, licking his way up to my heavy, swollen balls. He touched them carefully, rubbing his thumb over the smooth, sensitive part, sending shivers through me. I though I was going to explode. He drew his fingertips lightly over my shaft, teasing my cock then took it firmly in.