Cara, I'm straight." Well that doesn't mean anything," Cara replied. "I've been with a woman before." She flushed. With that, she came closer to me an... whispered in my ear, "It'll be fun, I swear," with a naughty giggle. She lifted her dress up over her head and sighed. I was surprised--her breasts were quite large. I stared wide-eyed at them for a few moments before she grabbed my hand and led me back to the bedroom. She pushed me down on the bed and straddled me, unclasping my bra and sliding. Please read that story first for background. Again I want to thank Techsan for editing this story. Prelude The death dealer stood in the doorway, rocking back and forth on his feet. A hard man of no conscience, he mused once again what a great business selling drugs had become: you just had to get them hooked and they were forever customers … until they died. And they always died. Lighting up a smelly black cheroot he thought he saw a ghost of movement on the rooftop across the street. Being in. Whilst still kissing me, Luqman started to unbutton my shirt dress and took it off to expose my red lacy Ann Summers underwear set, call me old school but I believed in the appeal of a matching pair of pants and bra. Clearly Luqman was a man who appreciated such fine touches from the impressed way he glanced me all over. He lifted me up and walked over to the bed like he was carrying a piece of feather before laying me down and proceeded to unwrap me to my birthday suit before going to town on. Told you, you didn't hear that boy calling you, you must've been dreaming " We both was looking at the light under the door as they stopped and turned and went back down the hallway. The light went off and Charlie started back to grinding his still rigid cock in my bung saying "...almost that time. This pussy is really worth getting caught in, you better start coming over to the house or I'll keep coming back here for this pussy..." Charlie lifted my feet up to his shoulders and raised up.