I felt nothing for Emily, not like that, but here she was on the kitchen table, legs spread, happy for me to fuck her, wanting me to fuck her. So why ...e precious about it? We were two people wanting to fuck, and fortunate enough to be able to fuck each other.There was hardly any noise. We locked eyes again. Though there wasn’t much overt reaction from Emily, there was greed, need in her eyes. If I hadn’t considered her my type initially, her sex-hunger more than made her my type, and I took. Enzo showed up shortly afterward already dressed and ready to help. He looked hot, wearing a white V-neck t-shirt that show-cased is body quite well, and light tight jeans that highlighted his sculpted ass. We continued to collect a variety of chairs and cushions I had, setting them up along the walls of my living room. Enzo pushed my one sofa to the side to provide further seating. We then swapped my small rectangular dining room table with my coffee table, so that it was the sole object in. The teacher quickly moved to each foot and secured it with a broad strap so that both feet were trapped in the stirrups. He then moved to the side if the chair and moved her hand so she could grasp a thing like a single bicycle handlebar. He told her to grasp it tight and again used a broad strap to secure it in place; the other hand was similarly secured.Moving back to the front he pressed a foot switch, which started a motor running and something on the chair beneath and between Kelli's legs. When he did, we sat on the back porch, which was quite private. Bringing us our second brew, Galina casually sauntered out stark naked, boldly displaying her enlarging tits and seven-month swollen belly. Handing Michael his beer, she asked her famous question, “Why don’t you fuck me?”Michael almost dropped the can and looked back and forth from her to me. We were both smiling and I was nodding. She knelt down and fished out his rising pecker and began sucking and licking it. Resistance was.