The plan was that Pete would meet our escorts for the evening on his own and check that they really were the couple we were expecting. If he was in an... way unhappy, everything would stop. I would not even get to see them. If possible, he would also deal with the financial side of things without me present so that the rest of the evening could pass like a real date rather than a paid-for encounter.I watched as he crossed the lobby and turned into the bar. A warm glow passed through me; my. But three of us in a studio apartment wouldn’t have lasted long. They used to come over after gigs, they both get turned on by performing and liked the kinky sex after a show.Your place is big, and you’re only 10 minutes from the university; I bet they’d move in with you if you ask them. Just don’t expect too much.Except sex.Ok, I know a few things maybe I shouldn’t. Luisa told me you’re um ... competent. Well hung too. Bigger than me anyway, which isn’t saying much.M+M, melt in your mouth, not. He bit his right fist as his body trembled suddenly as he released his excitement. I swallowed and then stood back up and straddled Mehmet's waist and slowly sat down on his still rock hard dick.Mehmet and I gasped pleasurably as we began to make love. Gently at first but then grew and grew with intensity as we moved fast on the chair. "Just like that," I say in a seductive tone. "Yeah," he replies. His hands were running up and down my back while kissing me passionately. "Harder."Mehmet began. Once it was inside of my mouth a tiny bit, I licked his tip with my tongue. I could taste his salty pre-cum. His cock jumped wildly when my tongue touched his tip. I glanced up and saw his eyes were now open. He was watching me as I gently caressed his bulbous tip with my lips.He started to rock his hips upward towards my mouth. I let his hard cock slip a little farther inside of me. I reached down with one hand and rubbed my pussy. My shorts were soaking wet. I was cuming again and again.Then.