Then it would just confirm the rumors.They completely satiated each other before they again put on their suits and pulled their shorts and T-shirts ov...r them. They grabbed some towels and headed out. They kissed one last time before they left."You sure you won't mind seeing me make it with a man?" asked Lilly."Not at all, cause I know you love me. Will it bother you to watch me?" No, for the same reason. Actually some cock might do us both some good." Maybe, I don't expect it to last long. As luck has it we are seated quite close during the dinner so we are able to make idle chit chat. I am engrossed in a discussion about photography with her husband when I feel my kilt moving under its own volition. I realize my temptress is nowhere to be seen. Petite hands brush against the exposed skin under my kilt. I try and suppress my surprise and glimpse under the table, she grins at me. Thankfully the long table cloths prevent anyone else seeing under the table as she is reaching up. It was spotless, and everything was neatly in its place. She had stressed over each minute detail in preparation for the evening’s events. Finally, the doorbell rang. Peaches’ heart caught in her throat as she looked through the peephole in the door. It was her friend, Honey. Time stood still, as she admired her guest. Honey was an exotic dance instructor, and she looked every bit the part. Lean body. Long legs. Perfect ass. Even Honey’s eyes danced in the light. Peaches couldn’t take her eyes. His expression read of a man on a mission. He then stripped his shirt off, revealing a finely sculpted torso. Anchoring my wrists to the bed he drew his mouth down one side of my neck, then moved to the other side. “You're mine tonight, Kaitlin,” he whispered. I couldn't speak, I swallowed hard and nodded. “Such a sweet angel, but you're going to be very naughty for me,” he laughed. His tongue then pushed into my mouth tasting and exploring. Letting go of my wrists, he started work on the.