He tasted so, so good, and in the warm glow of the fire as he kissed me his hands started to caress my body sending shockwaves throughout me. I pulled...back and sat up, smiling at James, looking him in the eyes as I pulled his t-shirt up over his head. Finally, here he was in front of me – so close. His taught, muscly torso resplendent in the firelight. I just couldn’t help myself, as passion took over and a burning need rippled through my whole being, I started to kiss his neck, my hands. A few minutes later she came out again, this time with a black Rottweiler on the leash. She still had her robe on, but now she didn't pay attention to me anymore.The dog pantled past me and did his business a few meters below the entrance to the parking lot. He sniffed, he peed and at some point he bent his back and squeezed out a turd of dogshit. Then he walked around with the black woman for a few more minutes, seemed to be looking for something, sniffed and lifted his leg. Then they both. He chuckled, and gave her a reassuring squeeze. “It’s okay. I know these storms aren’t fun for you at all. You’re a badass the rest of the time, you’re allowed one weakness.” She laughed, wiping the tears from her eyes. Connor always knew how to make her smile. They’d been strong friends from the moment they met, their instant connection made the flatmate choice so much easier. She was like a cat, affectionate to a point and extremely sarcastic, while he was more like a dog with boundless. I got brave and leaned over to kiss her. A good move on my part as she welcomed me with an open mouth kiss. We both knew where this was going and started to strip each others clothes off while the kissing got more passionate, almost aggressive. We both got completely naked in the living room and I shut the curtains. She had the perfect body in my opinion. Bigger than average build, big tits starting to sag a little, a nice fleshy ass and a gorgeous pussy. Hairy but quite neatly trimmed. I sat.