My hands unbuckling your belt, opening your jeans and pushing them down over your hips. Rubbing your panties feeling how wet you are and finally I sli... a finger inside to stroke your dripping pussy, causing you to groan with desire. As I rub and tease your pussy, finally reaching your clit, slick and hard with desire, I feel your own hands opening my jeans, pushing them down and finally reaching inside my panties to rub my own aching pussy. Pushing a finger deep into your soaking pussy I start. Afterwards she asked if that would really do it for me, I had to admit I was really turned on by the idea of watching her fucking another guy. She texted Brian right in front of me! He wasn't into to it, 'but how about you listening in from the next room' she smiled. That next friday next we were sitting on the couch in the living room waiting on Brian ringing the doorbell. He wasn't aware that I'd be here so I was to hide in the k**s room. Angie was wearing a knee-length housecoat, 'whats. The smoke ,lazily, drifting from the chimney. Quickly, looking around, I draw my sword and close to the door. Listening before pulling it open, a wave of warmth hits me, and I am drawn in. The only light, coming from the fireplace. A stewpot bubbling, dry herbs hang from the wall and rafters. A few pieces of simple furniture, a table, a few stools, furs and skins of wolf and deer. Two other rooms with a bed each and a chest, little else. Staggering back to the first room, beginning to sway.. Walking over to the maître d' station I said, "Nelson, table for two; we have a reservation." Of course, Sir," he said looking at his screen. He looked at Eve, hesitated for a second and then said, "Sir, we have a policy, no, ah, concubines." Their monitors would have noted her chip as soon as we walked in."She's not my concubine, she's my date," I responded. I adjusted my credit ring and held it out nonchalantly towards him. His own cred-ring bumped mine and he glanced at the readout."Very.