It was then I had my idea. A couple days later, I again picked her up at work. This was the situation: I knew Carol was getting fucked by someone (or ...ore than one) else. But, she didn't know that I knew. I think that was the reason for the condoms. Carol knew I was going to fuck her and go down on her still, and did not want evidence she was getting cocky on the side. As I said, I was very aroused at the thought another man's cock had been inside her. At the same time, I wondered if he knew. .” She looks embarrassed by what she’s saying... “I really think I’d be happier ... And perform better ... If I just leave the basque on?”Kimberly smiles, a wide, calming smile, and nods, “Yeah, don’t worry ... We’re here for YOUR pleasure ... Just lose the panties, eh? If he can’t fuck you, there’s not much point in being here at all, is there?” She laughs.Natasha nods, “Yeah, fair enough...” – and we watch as she pulls her panties down, doing everything she can not to show her bum or her. I let a finger slip down the back of her pants and I quickly found out that she wasn't wearing any underwear. My finger found the top of the slope that leads to the asshole and I pressed on her soft skin. She jumped a bit at that, whether it was from the surprise of it or because my hands were kinda cold. It didn't really matter. She lifted her shirt off and un-clasped her bra at the front. One of those crazy kinky bras with the front clasp. I wondered if all the girls had those on. Some kind. You giggle and grab a handful of my hair. I lick and twist and suck harder. Your moaning gets louder. My cunt is dripping. Finally I bite down just a tad too hard on your nipple and you gasp, yanking my face upwards by my hair. I wince but you seem to get off on it. I can smell your cunt, it's strong but sweet.The candles are burning low. You swing your legs into the bathtub and leave my kneeling there outside it. With a backwards glance you toss a bar of soap at me. I snort and roll my eyes. I.