I go to answer the door, still hearing your hot wet pussy being fucked through the computer’s speakers. I open the door and Jen is standing there in...her six inch heels, long red hair pulled back in a pony tail, tight leather skirt, and low cut tight blouse, showing off her perky C cups, with a bag. She pushes me back in the room and to the chair. I glance back on the screen and you and your two friends are on the floor, you straddling one thick cock as it pushes up in your pussy and the other. I tried to reenact her hand job motions but couldn't seem to master it. It required a woman's touch I suppose. I returned to my tried and true method. Each stroke of my hand had me yearning for her even more. Her scent, her hair, her curves, I felt the climax coming. I squeezed harder and pulled faster. I came with a powerful intensity, sending shivers down my body. My cum shot into the bath wall and over my hand. I washed off and got out of the shower, mind still clouded but for now my. " I asked her what she wanted to happen and she said "It sounds great just the way you said!"So the next day, I thought about it at work and she said she would think about it too and we could talk some more about getting things started. We didn't mention it during dinner, but we went to sit in the jacuzzi and Kelly fixed us a couple of drinks. In the jacuzzi, Kelly was sitting next to me and reached over and grabbed my cock. She said "Well, I thought about what we have been talking about. "“Yada, yada, tell me what I need to know. What’s he like to do?”“He’s a gamer like me, enjoys reading, sailing, swimming, and if you promise not to tell, writing and playing the drums.” “In the sack silly, what turns him on; I’m sure you’ve talked about that.”“This is a bit surprising, but he’s not a kiss-and-tell guy. He's a gentleman. I can’t tell you what he enjoys. He’s never told me anything about that, save for if he had a good time or not. His favorite color is purple.”“Does he like.