Just saying that seemed to drop some weight off her shoulders. She seemed more relaxed all of a sudden. "Threesomes are great," she continued, "I mean...threesome stories. I picture us in those stories a lot. I guess slutty wife stories turn me on too. Like a wife getting gangbanged or fucked... just held down and taken by a guy. Or maybe several guys." Oh my god, I never knew she liked stories like that! I used to think Becky's sexuality was changing before my very eyes, but maybe she's always. You have been shopping all morning and in need of a large cup of hot coffee and decide to pop into Cafe Nero. Down stairs the coffee shop seems a little busy so you decide to try upstairs, this is indeed quieter with only one other person up there quietly reading a paper.As you slide into your seat the short skirt you are wearing rides high up your thighs almost exposing your pretty panties just before you smooth your skirt back down you notice the man reading the paper is now watching you from. Christine moaned in pleasure as he licked all around her pussy. He licked her left thigh, up across her muff, and down the other thigh.“oh, yes! Tease me!” she crooned.He moved inward, licking up and down the creases between her legs and her pussy lips. Then he plunged his tongue into her cunt. He licked up over her hole up to her clit and back down again. Then he licked up along one side of her pussy, over the top of her clit, and back down the other side.“oh man! Oh man!” she screamed. “suck. Hell, she would walk around his apartment bareass, and not a single complaint. Then again, he DID always keep the blinds drawn… She sighed happily at the memory. It had taken a hell of a lot of patience to change some of her habits. She certainly hadn’t been an easy student. How he’d put up with her… His yawn brought her out of her daydream. He’d called her before heading home, and she could tell from his voice that he was tired. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea? She.