She wondered to herself who would have her tonight, whose cock would fill her with spunk? Not that the identity mattered - what she wanted was to have...at least a couple of anonymous cocks invading her tonight. She didn't want to know who owned the cocks, so long as they could use them. Although... As she played with herself she remembered that first time, years ago, when she and her boyfriend had been spied upon by an old down-and-out in the woods, and what a thrill that had been. Maybe it. The effect of the wine seemed to have worn off and I am not normally the sort of woman who sleeps with anyone the first time I meet her. ‘I didn’t bring a toothbrush.’ ‘Nor did I.’ Her free hand moved slowly up, the back of it brushing my left nipple as it rose to touch my face. ‘I don’t think that’s a huge problem, do you?’ ‘Probably not.’ Anita’s hand dropped from my cheek to take my hand. She led me up the wide staircase to a landing and we wandered along it until she opened a door and. " Startled I turn my head and look at you silently. " Unless you want me to disrobe right here we are going to have to walk out of here attached and get someplace this can be dealt with" Your voice is warm but firm and I blink silently in your eyes, nodding my head yes, immediately regretting the motion as my tender scalp is again reminded of how we are linked." We will just move together, this will require close contact, we can make it out of here without to much trouble otherwise." You stand. I cared about Tandra, just not sexually, but the battle to avoid the sexual demarcation line was fixing to get crossed and I knew it.In my mind, I was fighting a battle against doing the wrong thing, while Tandra was pushing the envelope. With Tandra’s prodding and help, I found my hand on her man-made boobs, lightly fondling them as Tandra stepped between my parted legs.“So, what do you think?” she asked as she held my hand in place over her left boob.“Very nice,” I replied. Tandra grabbed my.