I walked in and there she was fucking anouther guy. i saw look att he door way and she gasped. the outher guy siad "IM GOING TO CUM!!!" she got off of...him. walked over to me. i just walked away.STOP please she asked. i just walked out of her house. went to my room and laid there. just thinking wheres there something i did or didn't do i couldnt think of any thing. so i feel asleep (it was friday) so i had the hole weekend to think. i got up around 8:00 in the morning.i got something to eat. “Word of warning, monsieur, pretty much everyone here, everyone of age, unless you state bluntly to the contrary, are presumed to be sexually active and willing to fuck everyone else of age. By ‘of age,’ we mean fourteen years up and older. No diddling the younger stuff, okay? We aren’t pedophiles.“We do not tolerate rape here, either, and if for some reason, you don’t want to fuck a particular person, that is your right to refuse. It is not broached again except by you after that. Even if you. Then she groaned and her head and knees rose together before she jerked with her orgasm and her juice flowed onto my tongue.After about a minute she relaxed and I moved her to the middle of the bed and knelt between her legs. I ran my hands over her thighs and stomach up to her breasts. I told her to finger her pussy and taste her own juices then I rubbed my cock up and down her slit. I eased it in and she winced a little and I leant forward resting on my arm looking down her. She looked at me. Natasha came down for her coffee and I have to say she looked nice in a white tee shirt and a pair of white shorts and judging by the visible panty line it looked like white panties underneath, she thanked me for her coffee and was looking out the window for her taxi which she booked on her arrival last night. “So tell me about Olga?” I asked to make conversation before she left and she told me that Olga was 23 and was one of her gymnastic students who was also Polish however she didn’t speak.