Umut willingly gives his dick to be wiped of its excess lubrication. Still moist, Umut reinserts his cock and begins long slow strokes. Fikri is jac...ing his cock to the rhythm of Umut’s thrusts. It is as that moment outside the house, Umut’s Dad, the Turk, approaches his front door. Not used to hearing such loud music coming from his house, he decides to enter quietly to see what is going on.Following the sound of the music but making no sound himself, the Turk approaches the slightly open. We both would look at each other yet neither one would say anything.Cindy put some music on the tv ,”so”she said “have you ever cheated on someone”.When I said no she agreed that she has never either,and leaned back on the bed. I could see down her well proportioned body as she kicked her sandals off just how sexy she was.”I wonder how it all started with them”she said then looked at me for a reply. “I think Deb was the aggressor”I said “at least that was how she cornered me”. Cindy had propped. ”“She just signed with us, I had to push Reality Kings really hard to get them to agree to her.” He paused and a timid look broke over his face. I had a feeling that whatever was going to come out of his mouth next wasn’t going to be something that I would like. “They wanted you, of course, and I told them it was a package deal ... no you without agreeing to her.”I cut my eyes at him. “What the hell, Atticus. What’s wrong with her? Why are they so hesitant to let her shoot this scene?”He was. She began stroking my cock from over my shorts feeling its size and girth.I planted my lips on her lips and gave her big smooch. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and tasted my saliva. We parted to look into each other’s eyes. I brought my hand down, along the edge of her rib cage, below her breasts, continued rubbing her tummy again touching over and around her navel, pressing down into her lap, where her panty line would be. I touched her pussy over her clothe material. No panties.