“That won't be a problem, I am not married,” I replied.She then smiled and excused herself as more people entered the café.Sarah served the other...people who it seemed all local and had come to talk about the accident. She then brought me another cup of coffee and sat and talked to me a little more. I assumed this was to get to know a bit more about me and make sure I was a reputable person, seeing I was going to stay in her home.“If you would prefer you could go up to my place now, my shift. Ashley began to moan softly and grabbing her hand I brought it to my right tit. Imitating me, she started rubbing my aching nipple between her fingers and I moaned around her nipple. I jerked back when I felt something brush against my chin and looking up saw that Brad had gotten up. He was standing behind Ashley and had slipped his arms around her. He had cupped her tits and I heard her moaning as he held them up for me and squeezed them.Brad had nuzzled his face into her hair and was kissing. ..Undo my cuffs the key is under the left pillows, so I found it and undid the cuffs, she stood up and said I need a drink after that, thank you....so we sat and sipped at out wines, when she suddenly said, my turn .... and went to a dressing table drawer and pulled out a strapless dildo, (the type lesbians love apparently), then ordered me on the bed and it was my turn to be cuffed, roll over and on your knees, so I obliged and she deliciously rimmed me and then got me, hips raised and knees. Her gown and chemise came apart with one vicious rip, baring her exquisite, virgin’s body to my roguish eye. Never before had I seen a woman as perfect as she. From the heady fullness of her ripe breasts to the downy thatch of fleece at the juncture of her milky thighs, she was incredible.She nudged her alabaster thighs apart with my massive knee and settled between them, my member turgid and pulsating like a divining rod over water. My fingers probed the silky flesh of her woman hood. She was.