Sentivo i tuoi capezzoli ritti come spade toccare i miei. Con una mano iniziai ad accarezzarti i seni, quindi i capezzoli oltre alla sottile magliet...a modellata dalle tue statuarie forme. Gemevi di piacere. Presi coraggio e infilai le mani sotto la maglietta e ti sganciai il reggiseno, sempre continuando a baciarti. Te lo sfilasti senza staccarti da me. Ti alzai la maglietta ed iniziai a baciarti il seno e a leccarti e succhiarti i capezzoli, completamente rigidi, come due piccoli chiodi.. I was right. My eyes had already adjusted to the dark, having been closed, so, I could see pretty clearly. I looked into the emerald-green eyes of Sally. I can safely say that, although I was surprised to see her, I certainly wasn't unhappy about it.“Hi,” she said, breathily.“Hi,” I responded back. “Can I thank you for the unlocked front door?”“It was already unlocked when I got here,” she stated, matter-of-factly. “You must not have locked it when you left.”“Not that I'm complaining; this was. I assumed Sterling was Stacy’s last name. I shrugged and said, “You told me you only date black guys.”“Oh, it is like that, huh? Well, normally I do, but I was willing to make an exception in your case. I just like to know where I stand. Am I a backup plan, or are you trading up?” she asked me.Shit, that was the best question I had ever heard in my life. Let me see if I can break this question down for you the way I interpreted it. There are two choices. In one choice, SHE is my backup plan. Mike Sally told me was her boy friend who was hiding in their. I looked over and sure enough he was there alright. The was a hole, cock sized in the door about a third of the way up. A huge fat cock was sticking out of that hole. Sally said Mike always wanted to see me with my girl friends then he would be OK with my dual personality, dirty bastard. Mike as it turned out was tied in the wardrobe, he had a birds eye view of the action but was unable to move, much!Lovely I thought just what I.