Gijs knelt down between her spread legs and started to play with her cunt and even licked her.I realized that more could be done here and I took off m... clothes and Ron also my dick stood straight up and we were watched by Anja.Ron also stood up and pulled Anja out of the couch, Gijs took off her T-shirt and we saw her black bra, Ron clicked her bra loose, she had just like I expected a bunch of solid tits.I grabbed her tits and let them dance on my fingers and rubbed my thumbs over her hard. I was beside them in the bed, doing a tune on my clittie that any jazz drummer would steal, if she or he could pull off the caper. I've seen ass fucking before, I've done it more times than I can remembe, and that is a lot of it, so I'm not sure why it got me buzzing like it did, just to see, but I was like an eleven year old who discovers his dick and Playboy on the same afternoon. "Sylvia, I want to warm your bottom, Keep playing here "..touching me...."I want to please you."While Dulce was. I asked her if she had any and she replied no, not really. I said everyone has fantasies. I asked if she would pose for lingerie or bedroom pictures? She was totally against it. Hell, she wouldn't even vocalize during sex. Our sex was OK, nothing out of the ordinary,nothing erotic or mind blowing. The fact is , I fantasized and masturbated more than I got laid.Once I talked her into wearing a hem to collar button up dress, with nothing underneath. I caressed her tits, and fingered her when the. I never wanted her to find me like that, opening my bedroom door and smell my horrendous odor and find me lying on the ground in my own blood. She was the reason I held off so long on trying harder for help. I knew she cared most about me; she was the one knocking at the door, calling me. She would be the one to see me at my worst. I would rather her never seen me again then to have seen me like that. I was selfish though. I wanted to live more than I wanted to protect her."Please don't cry..