I heard them talking but the sounds soon died out. As I walked back out into the living room, I thought I heard the smacking of lips. Sure enough, Ana...was on the couch with our friend, practically kneeling on top of him, and as I came in she sat back beside him abruptly, like she had been caught in the act. ‘Babe, you don’t waste any time, do you?’ I said. She blushed and said, ‘I’m sorry, I’m just…’ I handed one beer over to him. His other arm was around my wife’s shoulders. Her skirt was. "Rei, that's a ... Let's sit down for a minute and talk. I want to make sure this is what you really want."Okay, yes, once again, I was stringing her out just to make a good impression for later. Yes, I'm a jerk for playing games with a young woman's heart. A young, artificially created woman who was programmed to love me and believe she was a fictional character.We sat together on a loveseat in the upstairs hallway. I held her hand in mine, gently stroking her arm while I looked directly into. We reached the absolute top stair which led to a locked terrace. Since the terrace was locked, we had four stairs which shielded us from the light and the public view. Bobby pushed me against the railing and pulled down my leggings in one second. He entered me from behind. We kept our moans at almost muted volume. The space was closed and we were working up a sweat in more than one way. We tried to sit down and do it the conventional way but the stairs hurt our backs. We decided to achieve as. She kicked off her heels, stepped out of her dress and hung it carefully on a hanger in the closet. Off came her bra and the chain. She stepped closer and stood directly in front of him.“Can you help me with this?” she asked, her thumb inside her panties.Daniel reached out and slowly lowered the white panties down her long, bronze legs. He tugged her closer and stuck his nose into her African bush. He licked her lips, which were already wet with anticipation. He slipped his tongue into her, and.