. Gwen ran her nails down where the seams would have been on my stockings and placed the tenderest of kisses on the backs of my calves and knees: 'You...are going to love this honey . . . 'I heard her pad away across the floor and then stop, a soft outbreath told me that she had knelt down on the cushion and so, here we are . . . and we seem to be waiting for something . . . I feel amazing and I am teetering on the edge of going crazy with excitement . . .We don't wait long. I hear the door open. Our tongues touched and she moaned, softly. As we kissed, I touched her inner thigh. He pretty legs spread as wide as possible under the short green skirt she was wearing and she moaned like a mature female who had never been touched. My hand roamed slowly toward her pussy I touched her panties and felt the womanhood wetness. Her left arm tightened on my shoulder and she thrust her hips upward in response to my touch. "Let's go to my apartment", I suggested. Without hesitation she shook her. She told me that they all wanted to have a ride in our van; but she told that she would not be comfortable by having all three men at the same time.Then I suggested taking them out to the van; one at a time and let them fuck her one by one… Her eyes lit up and agreed to that suggestion.Ana kissed me deeply and then left. I followed about one minute later. I saw her talking with them, making nods of agreement. The first one was the blond guy that had picked her up at the bar.I followed them out. “Yes, yes he is. Let me tell you. Yesterday, he made me late for work!” “What? How?” “He was waiting in his car, parked down the street from the house.” “Oh, my God, like a stalker?” Delia said as her long nails gentled tugged at the fabric on the back of Leila’s blouse. “He’s crazy! I’m telling you,” Leila said, now getting excited at the recollection. “Details, girl!” Delia said. “Joel leaves for work first. He drove away around 7 a.m. And I had just kissed him goodbye and I was going to the.