They hadn't quite been living together then. She still had her own place- a shared flat with 6 people, but most nights and every weekend she'd end up...over at his grand, 3 storey manor. He had it all to himself, even turned a basement room into a dungeon- a place she'd always associate with sharp pain and mind-blowing orgasms. He was rich, a banker - he made more in a day than she did in a week. She was a librarian, literate but poor, especially with all the local services cuts coming. He'd. I could tell she was close from her louder shouts of pleasure. Then with one loud moan she started to produce more of her juices, which I drank up greedily. As Mika recovered from her orgasm, I sat back against the trunk again recapping on what had just happend. I just sat there still in shock until Mika walked over to me and said that she was " ready for more ". I had nearly forgotin about my erection until she started to unzip my own shorts. I still wasnt thinking clearly except that I didnt. Suddenly I became aware of someone, I thought I had been busted. He put his finger on his mouth and smiled at me. He took up position at the other side of the window and watched as well. They put on a great show that night every position and every sexual act was covered. The night culminated with him masturbating over her belly & tits. We never spoke but watched them for many more nights, their performance never disappointing us. One night I arrived to see the hedge had been trimmed, exposing. Guys were buying them drinks and hitting on them. Their conversation was getting disrupted so much they decided to go to the gay bar just to see if they could talk and have a good time. Once there they got a drink each and discussed love, sex and men. Carla told Lucy how she would like a man who would do most everything for her and would submit in bed. Lucy started to laugh. "That is Dave in a nut shell!" Carla almost spit out her drink having only met Dave once for just a little bit. "It must.