“What?” I asked.“I probably shouldn’t say this.” she said as she looked at me. Her large eyes were loud enough.“Say what?” I pretended n...t to get it.“Well, yes I did.”“You did what?”“… Give you attention while I was alone in the hostel room.” we laughed.“How often did that happen?”“Quite often. I even missed some first-hour lectures because of you.” more laughter. This was getting comfortable. And I felt her waist as she continued rubbing the tip of my finger.“I wonder, what you imagined. ” I. So she came over after work about a year ago and asked to borrow my ladder. So the next morning I set it by her garage door and when to the front door and knocked she came to the front door soaking wet and with just a towel around her. I do not what happen but she asked me to come in while see got dressed as she turned to walk a way I could not help myself and grabbed the towel and pulled if from her Wow what a sweet Ass. She told me to behave but I put my hands around her and pulled her tight. My husband loves this stuff, I love it too. We swap, swing, dog, and anything else that has to do with sex. I love taking loads from strangers deep in my pussy and my husband loves it too. A couple of nights later my BFF and I head to a popular club for a girls night out. Early in the night we meet a couple of younger guys and end up fucking them at our table. Then after a bit my BFF meets a couple of guys and tells me she is going to their room and will catch up with me later. I meet this. Slowly she began the seductive dance down his chest, unbuttoning the shirt to nip at fine, dark hairs, twisting them playfully in her fingers… rubbing her cheeks against his belly so that she could feel his soft down on her face. He grasped her hair – the sensations she aroused in him undeniable and absolute. She gasped, feeling his control over her… and yet, he found her to be a precious treasure… to touch, explore, reveal… the passage to their destination never-ending… only detours of.