“Sure.” Trudy said, mentally crossing her fingers that Della was going to proposition her.“I agreed to go to dinner with you, because I know you...also like girls. I was hoping to take you back to my flat and fuck you.”“Well.” Trudy began, brass bands playing and fireworks erupting in celebration in her head, but adopting a poker face to tease Della.“I’m sorry. I hope I haven’t offended or angered you.” Della hastily added, her face flush.“I’ve only one response to that.” Turning to a nearby. The guy let Ana to take control. He stood quiet and my wife started rocking her ass against his hard dick.He looked at me smiling again as he nodded to the screen. The scene was the same, the wife being pounded from behind by a black guy and her husband pumping his stick onto her wet mouth.Ana had cum at least twice and was building up a nice pace when he whispered in her ear and she looked over at me. She shook her head a yes and after a few more thrusts he pulled out of her. Then he guided. I have my own issues, which, if you agree, we can unpack some other time. And, in any case, you’re going to need to ... extricate yourself from your current situation, before we go much farther. But I stand by my original assessment: you’re a keeper—for the right girl.”Not long after that, our appetizers came out, and we spent most of the rest of the time talking about the meal, and what we liked, and places we had been to, where we’d enjoyed the food, and other, relatively light conversational. “No way, cutie,” Shani said, kissing me as she entered the running shower. “We wanted to leave you with your memories last night. We figured that to do anything would mess up your memories of that important event before they had a chance to fully sink in. Besides,” she paused while she and Allison joined me in the small shower. “We were afraid that now that you’d already done the dirty with Kitty and Chalise, that the rest of us may not be able to resist you any longer.”“Hell,” Allison told me,.