“It is…wow, noon.” Cynthia sat up, her bare feet on the cold floor, “I need a shower,” she said. Cynthia hastily grabbed a towel from her dr...sser, walking toward the shower. “Any plans for today?” “Well, I wanted to go to the store really quick. I wanna get it done ASAP, so do you mind if I shower with you?” she chuckled to herself. “That won’t work, but nice try,” Cynthia laughed at her bisexual roommate. “And don’t sneak in to watch me either,” Cynthia said as she turned back to Julie,. That part of the story was still strictly between me and Sally’s Mum.“I think that’s why we went round the rocks this morning; Matt probably didn’t want to get caught again. Mind you, it took us so long to get round there, we didn’t have much time before he had to go back. Just enough time, you know, for a quickie,” she said with another shy giggle.I hadn’t expected her to be quite so open about it: but then why not? I was up for a bit of a girly giggle about it.“Wasn’t it a bit uncomfortable?”. I knew that I would enjoy the sex with another man but I never realised that there would be so much enjoyment from being a Cuckoldress. But there was. It wasn’t just his fucking me that made it exciting but also knowing that while I was being fucked you were downstairs, listening, knowing that I was being fucked.” “That’s interesting,” Ken responded. “I miss cuckolding you,” she told him. “I still think of us in a cuckolding relationship. You are still cuckolding me. Marrying someone else. There was a wooden table besides the railing; the climate was chilled due to winter set on. He pushed me on the wall and began to smooch as I could taste the cigar aroma from his thick dark brown lips. He then unbuttoned my blouse, drop my pallu, and remove the blouse off my shoulders, removed the palates of the sari as suddenly the sari was grounded on the floor, he went down on his knees and glided he hands thru the legs to the panties and pulled down in 1 pull and out of my legs. I was sure.