.!' he nervously ushered me to the ground floor flat's one and only bedroom. He was about to shut the bedroom door behind me, when I pointed out to hi... that the bedroom curtains were still open. I could feel his embarrassment as he went to the windows and quickly drew the curtains, his head facing the floor as he pulled the door behind him. I looked around at a gender neutral room, a double bed against one wall, a Victorian dresser with a triple mirror pushed up against the opposite wall, and a. Whilst there Freddie and Bennie asked my opinion on bananas, cucumbers and sticks of celery. Especially the bananas. I smilingly checked them for firmness and size.The next stop was some booze and they were surprised when I told them I only drank wine. I selected a Riesling and noted the cases of beer they bought. Then we went to dinner. They asked my preference and I thought if this was going to be my last good meal for the next 48 hours it had better have some substance. I said I would like a. She felt movement on the bed and some tapping.‘Right, I’ve set the timer on my phone for 10 minutes. So, let’s begin.’Through the darkness, Meg could feel drops of warm oil cascading across her spine, between her buttocks and down the back of each leg. At first, he gently stroked his palms across her body, smoothing the oil into her skin. His touch was warm, gentle and soft and Meg was soon breathing deep and slow. Picking up on her relaxation, he gradually ramped up the pressure, commencing. She looks like she could fuck all night without resting, and she sure as hell isn't thinking about anything but that cock reaming up into her."Owen blinked again and stared at the red-head. Could what she be telling him be true? Was his wife actually being fucked by another man? He followed her glance to the other side of the room, looking over the other people engaged in various stages of lustful pursuit and saw... He saw Rita! Even as his eyes focused through the darkness, he couldn't believe.