" Hank said happily."Hank... he disagreed with me and we left the conversation unfinished." Moria retorted somewhat exasperated, this always happened ...hen she talked about philosophy, Hank's brain turned off."Oh... sorry Moria, you know I try to understand for you, but I just can't." he said pathetically to her, She smiled again, at least he tried."I know big guy... don't worry about me honey... I'll be home in a week." She chuckled through the phone at him. She hoped a week was all this was. She could feel her climax building and her thrusting increased in pace and urgency.Her head rolled to the right and she opened her eyes to see a man standing beside the open passenger window and he was holding his phone in his hand. She jolted up and started to pull herself together as best she could while being naked and in a highly aroused state. The realization that the stranger was using the camera on his phone to record her public display shocked her. She had no idea just how long the man. It could have been easily a natural progress to our lifestyle. But what would happen, if the sex between us wouldn't be satisfying? I could risk losing her as a flatmate and a real fun partner. Was it worth it? The question remained unanswered.The dynamic between us was developing nevertheless. There were some accidental touches between us. Sometimes when we were cooking together in the kitchen, for example, our thighs would touch. It was electrifying for me and my member would jerk. I was. I was now naked except for my high heels. My naked body twisting and swaying to the music. My hands caressing my breasts, pinching my erect nipples, then down my stomach and between my legs. I got down on my hands and knees in front of the men, and crawled to them, letting them reach out and fondle my hanging tits, or grab my ass as I wriggled it in front of them. Then lying on my back with my legs opened wide to he audience showing the pink insides of my smooth wet shaven pussy as I played.