Hum dono ek dusre ko nehlane lage. Ab muze mut aa raha tha. Mai sarita ko bola muze mut aa raha hai, saali randi boli ruk mere muh me hi mutna. Aur us...e aa kiya maine bhi uske muh par mut diya. Sarita puri badal chuki thi.Fir hum bedroom me gaye. Usne muze sulaya aur mere lund pe baith gayi. Tu kuch mat kar mai sab kar lungi aisa kehke woh upar niche hobe lagi. Mere haay usne uske boobs par rakh diye. Muze bahot hi maza aa raha tha. Par muze meri style mai uski chut maarni thi. Maine use roka. I said, she shrugged me off as a second knock came, No, it's okay , she said as she opened the door and stood there, naked, sweaty, & covered in spunk, she looked at the pizza guy who blushed and handed over the pizzas, she smiled and jiggled her boobs at him, the guy stammered something I didn't hear, but I saw the Ex shake her head and say no, I'm sorted.She came back in and passed me my pizza, He was asking if he could come round after his shift finished, I'm think I'm good for tonight she. Helene’s friend Toni is alternating passionately tongue kissing me and licking my very erect nipples.Lots of sexual tension when Helene, an older woman and Toni arrived, a little younger, in her mid-thirties. Two bi-sex, very attractive and feminine women with similar size 12-14 bodies for my sexual pleasure - and perhaps my man.As we chatted to break the ice the two women appeared to be intent on dressing to see who could capture the most attention as they sat with their legs crossed. Helene. When I walked in my jaw almost hit the floor, she was rolling out some dough in nothing but her apron, glasses, pumps, and some jewelry. I came up behind her, smacked her scrumptious little ass and asked her, “What are you baking, you sexy chef?”“Cookies,” she responded in an innocent voice and continued to roll out the dough.“Need any help?” I asked.“No,” she said as she put down the rolling pin, “I don’t need any help with the cookies, but I could use a little help with something else.”She.