I knew it was something she only wore on special occasions. I took Gina by the hand and led her into the bathroom. I opened the bottle of water drank...the contents in one gulp. I watched as Gina did the same with her bottle. We both gently peeled off our lingerie and stepped inside the bathtub. I smiled at her as I pulled her close and traced my fingers over her soft body. We slowly started to kiss, our tongues sliding deep into each other’s mouths. Gina’s hand traced the curve of my breast. For some reason any partner of mine describing their sexual fantasies had always made me feel nervous but this time my excitement outweighed the nerves. So when she asked me to describe my fantasies I decided, trepidatiously, to talk about mine. I talked about how my fantasy had always revolved around her pleasure, around her being with other men. To my surprise she didnt seem offended by this. In fact she said it was interesting and then opened up a little more about her own fantasies, how her. Usne mere muh apni nipple par laga liya aur kaha k chuso. maine uske boobs chusne start kar diye. mujhe bada maza aa raha tha aur wo siskari le rahi thi.Usne kaha k aakash yahan par jyada time nahi hai jaldi se karte hai. usne mera lund pakad kar apni chut k ched par laga liya aur kaha k deere dheere karna ye uska pehla time hai. maine kaha k mera bhi pehla time hai. maine darte darte dhakka lagaya par mera mota lund uski choti se choot me nahi gaya. kafi koshis karne k baad usne kaha k aakash. “How can I help, daddy?” I asked, making my voice as innocent as I could.“Well, baby, he knows what a good girl you are, and he wants to persuade his own k**s to be the same. He has a son and a daughter, twins, that he needs our help with.”Oh, fuck daddy!” I replied, only partly in response to his suggestion. It was mostly because his finger was toying with my clit and I could feel my pussy leaking and soaking the back of my shorts. To be fair the idea did excite me although how to go about it.