It was foolish, but he wanted to see how it might work."Does it matter? I'm yours, at least for this weekend." She kissed his neck before relaxing her...grip on him.Released at last, Zach withdrew from her body and disposed of the condom in the trash next to the bed. Then he rolled back to stare at her face. She was flushed pink, but her eyes were clear and bright. He touched her cheek, tracing her jaw until he reached her chin. She dipped her head down to kiss his finger, giving him a smile that. I was oozing pre-com and he dabbed his finger in it andbrought it to his mouth. I smiled at him and said "why don't you just lickit from the tip", he lent forward and I felt his tongue slide across thetip of my cock. He lapped up my pre-come in a few licks and looked up atme. He said "I really like this stuff" and I replied "and I really like youlicking it from me". I sat down next to him and said "I'd like to returnthe favour and lick yours" he said "but I don't make any stuff" to which. Likewise, when Lindsey was away, Martin also indulged in a bit of ‘extracurricular’ activity. They did not hide their ‘indiscretions’ from one another but always abstained from doing the ‘group thing.’ It was a gentleman’s agreement that worked for both parties.Martin’s garden maintenance service that called once a week, were becoming more expensive by the quarter. He was also not happy with their standards and given his large plot, became convinced that the attention of a full-time gardener. She locked the door and introduced herself as Mary. We introduced ourselves and made conversation. Eventually she asked us what we knew about sex. I replied that it was the thing you did for babymaking. Not if you’re lucky, she said. Moreover, there had to be some fun in it, otherwise it was just wrong. We were confused, so she asked us to undress. After we curiously did so, she did too. We are all nude then, and Mary launched into a series of speeches more informative than anything I would.