”“You’re being rational again. I wanna know how you feel.”“I don’t want to feel. I don’t want to play the ‘what if’ game wondering w...at I did wrong, what I should have done differently, and what might have been had I not walked away when I did? I don’t want to fantasize of how my life might have turned out had I talked her out of having the abortion. Would I be happily married with a new baby right now? Would marrying her have irreparably damaged my relationship with you? Should I have accepted. I admitted that I liked being out of control as I was earlier, as long as I knew J was around if it all went wrong. He admitted he loved seeing me being taken by others as well as the flashing and dirty behaviour we had previously done. So after dinner J took me to another pub that he had scoped out. The other bar was a bit too quiet for being naughty even if perfect for flashing. This one was loud, plenty of blokes making conversation although there were a few women there too. It was an old. She twerked in the mirror a little as she washed her backside clap a little bit and laughed. She wondered what it’d be like if those dirty men watched…As her hands and soap suds moved up her body, she realized her sweet prince had stirred. Her hands were on her breasts. She softly cursed. Her breasts were like soft ebony basketballs. She admired them while lathering them. Her dark sensitive nipples were already erect. She touched her dark hard nipples…“Ah…” A suppressed moan came out her lips.. One of those is unmistakingly fucking the absolute shit out of the other. Currently tightly hugging her pillow is a blonde on all fours taking it from behind. Her round and plump tits sway with each powerful thrust. Having her face buried inside the pillow and screaming her lungs outshe doesn't even notice you at all. Her long blonde ponytail is pulled back by a dark skinned and very athletic looking... girl? The one in question turns her attention to you: "Dude. Ever heard of.