Only after Jim sat down on the chair across from us did we both somewhat reluctantly stop. I asked Eric to take his cock out for me which he immediate...y did and it was impressive. I really felt naughty now with us sitting there nonchalantly talking and drinking with my pussy all exposed, my lovers arm around me, my hand around his cock and my adorable husband sitting across from us. I remember thinking was an awesome feeling that was! To get ready for the main event of the evening I excused. The dark-skinned tall one was called simply Mister Green. He was actually half Mohawk Indian and had been in several battles of the French and Indian war on the side of the French. His opinion of the French is not repeatable in this account because it is most demeaning and crude in many respects. He was a “silent” killer with a pair of sharp tomahawks under his leather jacket ready to throw or slice a throat with little chance of the target escaping. Thankfully, Mister Green did not drink the. Her tongue burrowed between my lips and she gave me a wild French kiss. I lost my balance and, in reaching out for something to steady myself with, my flailing hand came to rest on her warm thigh just below the hem of her hiked-up mini-skirt. She moaned into my mouth as I grasped her leg for support. The feeling of her smooth thigh in my clutching hand coupled with her sensuous kiss was extremely exciting. ‘Sorry about that, it was an accident,’ I apologized, pulling away from her. ‘Mmmm,’ she. Her smile was coy."Did last night really happen, or did I simply have the most erotic and pleasurable dream of my life?" Oh, it was quite real, I can assure you." You mean I really got into those positions?" Yes," he smiled. "Your body is quite supple." I seem to remember one where my legs were... and then you... and then I remember screaming." Yes, your introduction to the... shall we call it the Greek surprise." Then?" Then you fainted. Not an uncommon response. Ah, but when you awoke you.