Linda groaned as his hand moved from one check to the other briefly touching he pussy in between. He moved his hand back and felt his finger slip easi...y inside the slippery fold. Linda pushed back fucking the intruder like a tiny cock. John could wait no longer. He helped her to the floor and reconnected the links between the cuffs. To get her arms down far enough Linda had to press her tits into the fake bearskin rug and spread her legs wide apart. John shucked the pants and slipped behind. We ran into a really tough financial situation and being the open minded people we are, we took opportunities as they arose. This story and all of my stories are my real sexual conquests, Im open to contructive cristism. My boyfriend Lawrence and I are both bisexual, very sexual beings. I am 29 about 52 125 lbs, Spanish and Native American. I have straight black hair to the middle of my back, underneath I dyed blonde, I have a couple tattoos on my arms, people tell me I have a Suicide Girl. The scent of her feminine body lingered in there air around her while she sat there calmly. Her bikini was starting to get damp and heavy, almost peeling off her form if it weren’t for the straps. She lay there for the longest time, not realizing how late it had got. The musky smell in the sauna was starting to get her wet, and she moved a hand down instinctively, slipping it into the bikini bottom, as she began to rub and stroke her throbbing clit. Her eyes moved over to the clock on the far. My mower and tools were filling up the garage, and I needed a small workshop. I found plans for a small barn that I could build by myself, and the lumberyard delivered all the stuff the last Monday morning. I was happy doing what I like to do – building something. It was just after lunch that I saw Kim come out of their house. I remember because I almost hit my thumb instead of the nail I was starting. She wore a tiny little bikini and was carrying a blanket and a wicker basket. The bikini was.