A free whore - what could be better?I downplayed my makeup too. I didn’t go for the brightest of red lipsticks or garish eye shadow. I looked like a...pretty ordinary woman, all in all. But hoped I was an attractive one.I half-expected a no show, given his inexperience, his lack of English, and German that was not even as good as mine and I was not fluent by any means. But we had managed to communicate. I knew that essentially all he wanted was uncomplicated sex. Well, he did show up and was. I see your face and how it lights up when you try to hold back your laughter. I see in my mind’s picture, your countenance brightening, making you all the more attractive. I imagine you standing next to me; your height and body size always manages to take my breath away. How is it possible for a man to be made to such perfection? Tonight I know my dreams are going to be dripping with erotic images of you and me. Our limbs will be entangled together after a long bout of love making and driving. I pushed back from the table and walked around to Mark, my hands kneading his shoulders as I bent down to whisper, "Come to bed; let me soothe your nerves." Sure," Mark answered. He stood up, his eyes peering down my low-cut, green dress. That brought a smile to my lips; I puffed out my chest, feeling sexy.I hooked my arm around his. "Goodnight, my sluts," I said to them. "I want all of you well rested and ready for the backup plan." Just in case things went wrong, I wanted to be ready to trap. We got our cocks played with and even got a blow job. A first for both of us. So far so good. As we expected we were taken to separate bedrooms to get our asses fucked. It was at this point that things started to take an unexpected turn. At least for me it was unexpected. I later found out my friend had guessed what was expected.Instead of being turned face down with my ass in the air, the guy in bed with me knelt beside me and held his cock in my face. He then proceeded to teach me how.