I look to the bartender, but he completely ignores me. He looks at his other hand that is placed on the pubis of Murielle and plays with her clit with...his fingers. Unless he is also looking as fascinated as I’m to the cock of the bearded man going in and out of Murielle’s pussy in long strokes? The man is standing between the thighs of Murielle, holding her left leg upwards while fucking her in a steady pace. The smell of sex assails me. His cock is glistening wet. Murielle groans harder while. “Okay thanks - I’m just a little nervous,” she said.“Don’t worry Sasha - just relax and be the sexy girl you are,” I said. “Maybe we should have a glass of wine to help us relax before we move on?’So I opened a bottle of white wine, and the three of us had another chat on the sofa while sipping our wine.“Thanks for doing this for me,” Sasha said. “I know I can’t pay you but I really appreciate it.”“You’re very welcome Sasha - anything for a friend of Millie’s,” I told her. “You just need to. She dips two fingers deep in inside you and begins working them in and out. She curls them in pushing on your g-spot. "Ahh, fuck baby," you practically purr. She knows exactly what she's doing.She slides another finger in and your pussy explodes with the contact. You feel the rush of juices, so much more and much thicker than last night. You can feel your pussy pulling Wendy's fingers deeper, slightly relax, and pull. Your mind is still exploding as she slips her fingers free and sucks them. I haven't had sex like that in ages ... I don't know how long but it's been way too long.It wasn't until we were almost done that suddenly my conscience woke up. Even while I was on my hands and knees with him thrusting sending both of us to a climax, his third all inside of me and my fifth or seventh, I started feeling bad. I don't know why it acted up at that point. Maybe because I was feeling satisfied, much of my horniness had been taken care of.As I came hard, I screamed out this time not.