What the hell was going on? Where was this going? She might report me for indecent exposure! Rationally I knew she meant what she said she wanted to s...e me masturbating. Could I do that in front of another woman?I moved my hand between my legs, I was dripping and my clit was still swollen. I needed to cum so bad.I closed my eyes and concentrated on how my hand felt between my legs. I rubbed quicker and quicker, my breasts heaving with my deep breathing. I opened my eyes and there she was at the. I can’t remember his answer, as I was busy trying to recall the order of service for the flirting techniques. As we chatted I smiled, dipped my head, looked down, looked through my eyelashes, smiled some more and amazingly it worked. Before long we were in the bar mirroring our moves, laughing and chatting, oblivious to everyone. And I was definitely on for getting laid, which I’d like to think was thanks to my being a flirting queen. Either that or he’d read the slogan on my t-shirt. I bought. " The longer shaft went into my pussy quite easily, and even though the two shafts needed to be a little closer together for a perfect fit, I was pretty comfortable. I dropped my legs back down to the floor, and held my new cock, as she fastened the straps over my hips and behind me. She hooked the little metal balls on beneath it and said, "Voila! The perfect lover. Walk around a little and get used to it." I did, and the sensation in my holes was strange, but not unpleasant. The weight of the. Then the other man takes the opposite side. On the count of three they all began to have sex. The guy in front does the pussy and the guy in back does the ass. That took a little work until she was cool with that, then she really got into it. The morning finally came to say goodbye to this little adventure we had had at our humble abode. Alex hugged me goodbye and asked us to write him and gave me his address. He made me promise to take good care of Dee Dee because she was a pearl to be cared.