I’m in her apartment. I’m in bed. I look around the room. There are rose petals everywhere and candles. Next to the bed is a strap-on with a harne...s. It looks untouched. Thank God. I know I was vulnerable last night. I was scared, but how far did I go?June stirs and rolls over, her eyes open. When she sees me, she smiles. “Good morning, beautiful,” she whispers.“Uh, hi,” I mutter.“Sleep well?”“Uh, I think so.”June sits up. The blanket falls from her, and her breasts are bare. Of course they’re. Both of them were carrying bags dinner it must have been. i went and opened the door for Them my questioning look on my face made Tish smile“Did you have a good afternoon cukie?Tish kissed my cheek and squeezed my hardening cock and walked by Sam walked up smiled as She walked by said“Did you like those pics We sent?”The Guy just smiled and walked by.I closed the door and followed Sam and the Guy walked into the kitchen and put the bags down Tish was sitting on the table looked at me and told. As my legs spread slightly he turned into a starving a****l. He gripped my thongs and literally ripped them off. I slammed my seat back so that I was practically lying down and he had all but moved completely between my legs. Here I was in a public parking lot of a well known restaurant, in a large city with my legs on either side of a man’s head who was more than twice my age. He moaned as he began to feast on my moist, shaved pussy. I grasped at the seat, digging my nails in as he sucked and. Despite his age Sasha was a genuine virgin until the early summer.On Saturday, three weeks ago, we left a disco with him earlier than usually, and went for a walk to one of Perm city parks. It was already pretty dark, but the park was quite crowded. Everything was rather romantic like in the novels of Ivan Turgenev, the 19th century nobiliary Russian writer - flowers were smelling, moon was shining, and nightingales were singing. In the park there is even a river like in the famous Russian.