Gemma sat me up and got my husband in front of me, she grabbed the back of my neck and pushed my mouth towards my husbands cock, in my head I’m stil... being forced so I just opened my mouth and she roughly forced my head on his cock, I immediately gagged at tasting myself and I wanted to be sick yet it was so hot I just let her do it to me, and he loved fucking my mouth till Gemma let me free and she began to suck it, I was quite relieved as I needed to rest. She was very good at getting it deep. She got shocked and i too . I suddenly rushed out the room and went down to prepare the dinner . she came down and we started to eat . We did not know how to face each others face . then i started to speak and said her sorry . she said it wasn’t ur fault i must i have locked the door .Then we finished our dinner and was talking . The time was nearly to 11 pm . she took the topic of girl friends . She asked do i have gfs to which i replied yes . As she was living in USA she asked whether u have. "I just told you. Getting you cooler. Can you take off your shirt or do you need help?"'But..." I know what I'm doing."I doubted that, yet somehow I ended up only in my briefs.The knowledge that I was lying almost naked in a girl's presence caused my cock to stir. I hoped she wouldn't notice.I wouldn't call Laura a beautiful girl. Her neckline hair was too short for my taste so it made her neck look too long. She wasn't tall and even the shorts she wore didn't help her legs look any longer. She. In her, I could see greatness, the special quality only rarely seen, like Muhammad Ali floating on his feet in the boxing ring, or Michael Jordan with his grace on the basketball court, or Wayne Gretzky on ice; a quality that raised them above all others, almost magical and mesmerizing. She reminded me of Mikhail Baryshnikov performing ballet on stage. She had that same ability; the appearance of pausing in mid-air as she leapt, defying gravity for just a moment, almost hovering, only to land.