But for the one allowing themselves to be fucked it was truly apologetic sex. Sometimes I was in control and sometimes Ryan was and those times when R...an was I knew Id be in pain. This was one of those times. Id seen Ryan sitting in the living room. The guy Id brought home, Mark or Matt or Mike I think his name was, was already kissing me. I was kissing back and I wasnt paying much mind to Ryan. As he stood I knew something was wrong but I wasnt sure what. Mark shoved his fingers into my. It gives me a sense of freedom, but I have to be honest, I also find it a turn-on when people see me naked.For weeks we saw eachother regularly online, and he always had to laugh at me being naked. He explained that his religion didn't allow him a lot. He was 27 but never had a girlfriend. One day he asked if it would be easy for him to find a girlfriend in Holland, where I lived. Over the next couple of chats he kept going on about this, and what he actually wanted to ask is if he could stay. It was so incredible. With the slightest flick of my tongue, I could move from the sensitive spot just beneath his cock head to the tender flesh between Alicia's ass and pussy. Greg tensed, but I did not let him release - not yet. I licked upward again to Alicia's bottom, and lightly flicked my tongue across her butthole for a few moments, then worked my way back down the length of Greg's shaft, tasting Alicia's pussy juice on another man's cock. Gently, I pushed upward on Alicia's firm, round. She tilted her head back giving him ample room to search for it.He moved his hand to the other breast and spiraled upward in the same choreographed tease, coming close to the areola, but not touching. She breathed deeply and sharply as his hand neared the tip and as his tongue found that ideal place on her neck. Her sharp breath turned into mild panting and soft moaning.After a few minutes, the tips of his fingers brushed against the nipple. Her mild panting was interrupted by a quick intake..