Her hand snaked between us to grasp my cock and milk it carefully.I kissed her gently for a few minutes before I slithered lower on the bed, bringing ...y lips to her hard nipples. Taking one between my teeth, I held it gently whilst I flicked my tongue back and forth rapidly across it.“Ahhh ... oh god” she moaned. I switched back and forth between her nipples before again slithering downwards until my face was level with her hairless mound.“Yummm...” I commented, taking up position between her. But I never got the chance to tell her about my relationship with Sharon or what Sharon had foretold. It's not as simple as that anyway. How the hell am I going to be able to tell her about my relationship with Sharon without losing her anyway?"Annette is sweet. Apart from the fear of men that her bloody father has induced she's a highly intelligent girl with a lovely sense of humour. She's also going to be stunningly attractive like her mother. What a bloody fool her father was to ruin his. We didn't even have our drinks yet before she told me she wanted to fuck me. I got only pieces of her story, but she shared that she was comfortably bisexual and took a liking to Jessie as soon as the two met a couple years ago. I wondered if Pamela knew the awful, ungodly things I'd done with Jessie and how jealous she must be if she did know.As much as I would have liked to have just brought Pamela home that night with Jessie to do all sorts of terrible stuff with them, we instead simply set. Still displaying my obvious erection, I took out my purse from the neck of my boot and jingled it in my hand. The result was immediate. Those golden orbs widened in surprise, but then seemed to roll over into a darker, more mischievous shade of amber. They nodded eagerly in excitement at me, barely able to contain themselves, and soon they were whispering together in that tilting, excited little chirp that passed for Jawa language. I stayed where I was, baffled and befuddled at what was to.