.what you see is yours….But that is not all Sora have for you……” and she kissed me fully on the lips and rubbed her peach like pussy over my a...ready hard cock. “Mmmmmm…sir …….You like Sora….”I took a handfull of her pussy, and bit her lip:“Sir always likes bitches in heat……And Sora is bitch in full heat……”No, I wasn’t gentle, and I could feel softness of her inner tights and wetness of her pussy through thin fabric of tights.“Yes, Sir…..I am……bitch…..and I have a surprise for you…….”“OK,. Our hearts pounding against our chests. I had always fancied Nick he was tall, drop dead gorgeous, dark skinned with short black hair and blue brown eyes. He was Turkish. His parents were from Alanya, South coast of Turkey. They moved down to London when Nick was born so they gave him a English first name but kept his surname Turkish. Nick and I kissed passionately letting our passions give in. I closed my eyes and moaned softly as I felt his kiss able lips travel down my neck. He took off my. My mother had never cared for him, but she was gone by this stage. With an income missing from the household my father decided to bring someone in as a lodger to cover the rent. He was tall, skinny with short brown hair and sharp eyes behind his glasses. He dressed a bit younger than my father, generally in jeans and a shirt. Handsome in a quiet intense way. But all I saw was someone getting in the way of my evening play time. Back to playing with my hole in the shower and only getting to dress. "I'm not," she replied."I didn't mean to imply you were," I said. "You just said she kind of made overtures, and since she's obviously interested in us for some reason, I thought you might want to investigate that a little." I'm curious about it," she said, wiggling against me. "But I'm not sure it matters. It's the contractor people we need to worry about, not the guests." You have a point," I said.The point I was thinking about was on the tip of one of her breasts. I could feel it poking into.