I thought she noticed, but she only leaned over and cut a bite from the cake with her fork. She once again raved about the taste of the red wine with ...he dark chocolate, and I noticed her taking longer pulls from her glass as we talked and ate.Michelle was leaning closer and closer into me, her breasts now brushing my arm as she reached for cake, soft and firm against my arm. Her legs kept moving, sliding over my lap as she shared an animated story about one of her adventures. I could feel. ”“I, I don’t think she does,” I agreed.“Or sex,” he added with a chuckle.“Especially sex,” I nodded.“You sound like you know that for sure,” he laughed.I shrugged. “We sort of talked about it once.”“Oh? Tell me about it.”“I can’t,” I said. “There are too many people here who might hear me.”He moved closer and said, “Go ahead and whisper in my ear then,” he suggested.I leaned closer until my lips almost brushed against his ear. “Well, we were on our way home from a wedding reception and she. The women shared a look and both shook their heads."Neeko, everything you have showed us has been wondrous, so we trust you that this will be too. Show us what to do, if it is not enjoyable we can stop, no?"I nodded. "We will stop if it is not good for all of us, that is the way it has to be. Do not feel pressure to just please me because I will only truly be pleased if you are enjoying yourselves. Remember that what we do together is our business, if we find pleasure in each other, good for. As I'm about to slip a finger into my tight hole, the phone buzzes with a new text message that reads "Don't hide under the sheets, db" Can someone see me? Is someone watching?Fingers, first one, then two, enter my ass, making sure the lube gets deep inside me, stretching me out getting me hot, bothered, and ready. The muscles in my ass quiver and clench at this first invasion, valiantly saying "no!" but secretly hungry for more, trembling at the exploration. I remove the plug from my mouth.