”“Yes.”“Which wouldn’t be respecting you.”“Impasse,” I grinned. “We respect each other, even if we disagree. And we both will make o...r points, hoping to get the other person to understand us, and we’ll challenge each other’s beliefs, not to necessarily change them, but to ensure they are properly formed and truly grounded. What the Bible calls iron sharpening iron.”“But isn’t this one-sided? I’m going to try to get you to stop being promiscuous, but you aren’t going to try to talk me into. Robert’s breath on my pussy was excruciatingly pleasurable. I found myself entering a world of fantasy where everything and nothing was happening to me. I desperately wanted to engulf the cock in front of me and I wanted Robert’s tongue to take the hint and penetrate my pussy. Everyone was being very professional about it all. Everyone except me. I had had enough of the pretence. I knew these two guys wanted to fuck me and I knew that I wanted to fuck them. “Hold it there,” announced Steve as. She looked down at her body, then took off her panties and ran the palm of her hand over the slender wedge of pubic hair that decorated her mound. She stood motionless for a little while, thinking, then walked slowly to the bathroom and looked for the razor and skin gel. She was working obsessively, still naked, her slender body glistening with sweat, trying to lose herself in the therapy of physical effort, when Lottie arrived. ‘Uli, for heaven’s sake!’ She looked round the room, now almost. Although I live in a quiet road, enough traffic, both wheeled and foot past by for me to feel a little exposed. It didn't take long before we were finished and once again we all trooped around the back."Can I offer you guys a cold drink?" I asked."Sure, that would be great," said the leader who I now know was called Gary.I brought out four cans of coke and I settled down on my lounger."You've got a nicer figure than my mum," said Gary, "but then she is perhaps a little older." I bet you mum.