’ She plucked an olive from her glass and rolled it on her tongue before crushing it between her teeth. Even I felt the stirrings between my thighs...at such a blatantly sexual action. ‘We were wondering…’ she continued. ‘Yes?’ he hurriedly asked, brushing back those dark curls from over his left eye. ‘We were wondering,’ she slowly repeated, crossing her legs to give him a better look at her tanned thighs, ‘where we might find a young Frenchman who was up to the task of joining us tonight.’ He. .if you want.." Brenda motioned back into her doorway as Tide nearly toppled her over.It was if Sam knew exactly what was about to happen. He pulled away from his leash and whined like a little schoolboy in agony."He can come too..." Brenda whispered, as if it was a special surprise for Tide.Sam and I slid into Brenda's apartment. She placed her arms around me and offered up her warm wet tongue, as if my cock needed any persuading. Sam walked in circles, trying desperately to unhook the leash. His arm pushing on my back. He pulled my skirt over my butt and reveled my panties. In a quick pull, he pulled them down and the fell to my feat. He again cupped my vagina. This time when he rubbed his fingers pushed my lips apart and he rubbed my clit. It felt weird and dirty as he rubbed it. I closed my eyes and just wanted it to stop. He pulled his hand away and I heard him start to spit, I opened my eyes just as I felt something wet hit my butt. His finger used it to rub it into my vagina.. We did not talk while the kettle boiled or while Melissa made us each a cup and carefully put mine in front of me. I hardly glanced at it as she picked hers up in both of her hands and retreated until she had the island bench and the space of the kitchen floor between us. She lent against the opposite bench and then finally met my gaze. Her face had a frightened look on it but also a look of determination as if this was something she had to do. I knew that look. I had worn it myself a time or.