Now whenever I brought someone home to fuck, I always made certain that Emma got a chance to have some fun. It certainly kept things interesting in my...bedroom. Naturally when I made the suggestion, Emma jumped for it. Taking Kasha's hand and drawing her away from me, she smiled and kissed her softly on the lips. Kasha was surprised but she didn't baulk at the embrace. She gave back just as good as Emma gave. I got the feeling it wasn't the first time Kasha had kissed a girl.The four of us spent. He following story is created for a very, inspiring, lets say, friend.. It does build up to a very rewarding ending, I just wanted to build up some tension before that, trying to describe a few of the many things that'd be going through my head in this scenario :) I do hope you enjoy it and get at least half as horny as I've gotten writing and thinking about it, over and over again >. I wondered if there were any women online; I hoped they were jealous. I had no idea what he was planning in the garden, so far there was a just a big hole in the grass and a small pile of turf kept on one side. I had no idea what he was going to fill it with. There was another hole as well, a dripping wet hole, but he wasn’t filling that either. He unlocked me and led me to a chair. “This is like regular TV,” he said. “There’s a commercial break right now.” He offered me a drink. Wow, that. Her folds were already slick with her juices, her inner petals swollen and sensitive. He slid a finger inside her, holding her lips open with one hand so that her musky feminine scent wafted over to him. He breathed in deeply, loving the smell. It was already familiar to him, already dear.His finger went in easily, his passage eased by her lubed-up canal. He felt her core muscles pulsing hotly and greedily around his finger, and shifted his hand so that he could curl his finger around to her.