She lingers there for a moment, then moves up to your neck and shoulders before she kisses you full on the lips. Your tongues intertwine as your juice... are everywhere. You move your hands so you are masturbating me with one hand, and him with the other. If only I had a picture/video of this… Her husband continues to lick and suck on your pussy, and I am at your breasts. She tells you that you taste wonderful, and goes back down to your pussy. They are both working in and out of your pussy, as. One night I stayed over and we were talking about fucking girls and I noticed that John was wanking. I thought this was a bit weird but I ignored it. He soon stopped.The next time I stayed over the same thing happened again and again I ignored it and he stopped, seeming embarrassed.Then months later we arranged to get drunk and camp out in his garden. It was a cold night and we made sure we pack lots of quilts and pillows in so we were nice and warm. We had lots to drink and then started. And in her mind she thought and decided, yes, not only being naked, but also available. Certainly to Tim and these women. Soon with more. The thought brought a smile to her face as she considered what ‘more’ might be. Harry and the dogs came to mind quickly.Standing before Helen now naked, Juli walked to her and retook the younger woman into her arms, relishing the feeling of her body against hers. “But you haven’t answered my question.”Helen sighed contentedly. It felt so good and comforting. "Please," she said, "call me Ilsa. Ilsa Lund. I always think it vulgar to mention my husband's name at times like these."Freddie sat down at the end of the bed. "Vulgar to mention his name but not to appear naked in another man's bed, Miss Lund?" He was intrigued by the woman, not least because it had been an Ilsa Lund that Rick had been seeing in Paris. If this was the same woman he wondered what had happened in the intervening time. How come she was now married to Lazlo? When had she and Rick.