She locked the door and kissed me hungrily."I don't know about you, but I've had enough being bi for one day. Ineed to be fucked properly by you. I ha...e a plan, just trust me. I toldSarah we were going for a walk." Jenny fixed my lipstick and insertedthe butt plug back in my rear.We strolled out of the restroom hand in hand. She led me out of the backdoor. There were still some people around but nobody paid us anyattention. She hailed a cab and we got in. I had to sit at the edge ofthe seat to. I kissed my lover who was fondling my boobs. We were about to begin the trial and the sex session when someone knocked at the door. The knocking gesture sounded like a threat, but we weren’t afraid of it. My lover nonchalantly opened the door and showed our presence to the person outside. There was a lady – an Indian milf figured and aged woman – standing outside holding a bag.Milf woman: Shameless bastards! (Cursing softly). Get out from there, I have to take a trial. You can have your. His eyes ran down her body. Over her soft, round hips. Past her shapely legs to her high-heels.Then back up, lingering on her breasts. A heart-shaped white gold pendant hung from a lace choker. Her hair was still pulled back, but Bailey had put on a thin veil that fell down past her shoulders.In her hands, Bailey held a small bouquet of flowers. She stood there expectantly, a far cry from the shy girl Gabe met almost a year and a half before."You are so beautiful," he said once he found his. As promised 15 minutes later they arrived, recognised me and joined me at the table with a handshake for Patrick who sat opposite me and a kiss on the cheek for Janet who sat next to me, they were just your average middle aged couple from suburbia. Patrick asked it I wanted another wine, and I said I was fine at which point Janet squeezed my leg and said “go on he does’t often offer to buy a drink” and we all chuckled so I agreed. Needless to say it was a lovely social time, chatting and.