He stripped down his pants and underwear in one swoop, freeing his already-hard cock. His big bulbous head curved upward and she worked it up and down...between her hands. She sat down on the edge of the bed and appeared to be ready to take him in her mouth when instead he pushed her down across the bed and positioned himself between her legs with his face buried in her neatly trimmed bush. At that point I couldn't't’t hold back anymore. I disrobed and knelt on the bed alongside her head so she. She asks if it can wait. I tell her that I hear buzzing and that I think she’s shaving herself in there. She giggles through the door and says yes. I ask her to open up. She says no, that it’s a personal, intimate matter. I tell her that there are no personal, intimate matters between my wife and myself. My quick thinker now says that she wants to surprise me. I tell her the biggest present she could give me is to allow me to do it myself. She says she’s not so sure. I press on, telling her I. You would be resentful. Nevertheless, it would be a lousy start to our relationship. I would have selfishly screwed you to the floor if I only thought about my own gratification,” I admitted with a guilty grin.“I’ll take your friendship if I have to choose between being a friend or your lover, if I can’t have both,” I further explained.My father used to tell me the best way to learn the thoughts of another is to ask a direct question, shut up, and listen to the answer. “What about what. Gina pulled apart and was an inch away from Donna's face when Donna leaned in and kissed her, she didn't pull away and soon the two girls were snogging. I came up behind Donna and cupped her tits.She ran her fingers through Gina's hair and she sighed. Suddenly Gina pulled apart mumbling her apologises when Donna closed in on her, slipping her arm around her waist and pulling her towards her they kissed again. Donna pushed her against the wall, and in still kissing her she put her hand up her.