Her confidence shined out of her and somehow she saw through my straight girl facade. She saw deep into my hidden thoughts, never revealed to anyone. ...ow did she know I craved this type of submission? Why had she chosen me? These and many other questions spun in my head like a hamster on its wheel, as I finished up work and headed home. Home, where I lived with my boyfriend, with the man I assumed that I would one day marry. Dave was a great man who was compassionate, caring, considerate and. Hearing the word 'fuck' excited Shirley. "So when shall we fuck?" she asked, now gaining confidence."I am free most of the time unless I um...." started Steve."Unless you are fucking Mandy or someone else," laughed Shirley, now brimming in confidence."Something like that – how about now?" asked Steve, a question that Shirley had not anticipated."Shit! Now? Um, yes, I suppose," responded Shirley who was feeling excitement and panic at the same time."It does not have to be now; we can fix another. The young Vietnamese beauty tries to fight it, but the pleasurable sensations from her nerve endings overwhelms her, and soon she's moaning softly, her body learning to relax at the touch of the two men. Her nipples are almost as hard as miniature diamonds as Blake pinches them and squeezes her breasts roughly in his strong hands. He brings one hand up, turning Miranda's face toward him as he kisses her...her mouth now opening to allow easy access to his tongue while her own tongue willingly. I quietly sipped a drink, yet I was very excited as well. at about 4:15, I got a text from my wife asking me to come back up. As I walked into the room, I saw her sitting on the bed. She looked amazing! She was wearing a yellow sundress and no bra. This really accented her very round breasts and shapely, thin waist. Her hair was down, slightly curled, and flowed gracefully over her shoulders. Her makeup was a little heavier than usual and it really made her look seductive. I was very proud of.