I wanted to make sure he'd be alright. I caught up to him half way to the taxi rank, he was a bit of a wreck, so I suggested I'd make sure he got home... We bundled in to a taxi, a quick ride later we got to his house. Sean was still upset but told me I could come in, I could crash on his sofa if I liked, his mum was away. Sean got a bottle of wine and started to tell me his troubles. I'm not one hundred percent how we got to it, wine goes straight to my head, but he must have said that I don't. Her hands were pulling at the button on my jeans and I was delving into her low cut top aching for her nipples. My jeans were pushed to my hips and two of her pretty fingers slipped between my wet lips. She bit my neck and pushed deeper into my slickery heat. I wiggled and squirmed against her hand and pulled her shirt over her head. The rhythm between my legs and her teeth at my throat sent me so quickly over the edge and I moaned and gasped and undulated. After I came she pulled back and. He went to her and she welcomed him, dropping the towel she had wrapped around her. As she enveloped him in her embrace, he stroked her now damp backside, running his hands up and down her back. He was at her neck kissing and roaming his hands to her front. As she leaned back against the wall, he grabbed both breasts in each hand, thumbing her already stiff nipples. She arched her back and fed him her tits as she felt below for him, she found his sweating member stiff and ready. She stroked him. I could drift off to dream when I hear you play. I become so relaxed, I have to remember that I’m dressed in a bikini yoga outfit with a barely-there bra covering my titties.”“WOW! I’ll have to open both windows and pay more attention.”“I’ve kept the drapes pulled and the blinds closed since we moved in - Until last night. Then, I couldn’t stand it any longer. Your flute music was so soothingly erotic, I wanted to hear the full volume, I wanted you to see me. I could have stripped naked, and.