The living room contained a big couch in the shape of an L with a glass coffee table in the corner of it. The expansive floor was carpeted and very ni...e to my bare feet. I had done fairly well for myself so I could afford a better than average apartment for a foreigner. The girls were lost in each other’s arms on one end of the couch; I poured myself a drink from the bar and sat at the opposite end. Their kisses were growing frantic and it was only a matter of time until clothes started coming. It was the first time ever that I managed to shop with confidence and without any stress. I really want to give compliments to lovely women who made this possible (in case any one of you ever went to shop there, tell them about this story). The first experience I had was at a small boutique store named Free People. I was just passing by the store, when a few skirts and dresses on display caught my eye. I was planning on shopping for a dress, so I went inside. There were few customers, a couple. What do we have here? I wonder to myself. “Mmmm, I’m so glad I have another key to this place,” Lacey says as she moves down her boyfriend’s body. I hear his buckle unclasp and see him lift his hips so she could take off his pants. He lets his head sink back as she closes her lips around the head of his cock. He grabs her long hair to gain control over their movements. “Let me fuck your mouth, babe,” he says, and she places her hands on the desk behind him. In and out, he thrusts. My eyes widen. We went to native for a function had to return after two days since I need to finish some assignments.I had some sort of sexual feelings toward a widow aunty who is brown in color with OK boobs n good ass.She was there on that day and I booked the tickets for both of us. The bus started at 7:30 pm. Once the bus started we started chatting generally. She told me that her husband loved her a lot and was sorry of his departure.I consoled her and my hand was resting on her arms. Slowly my had.