I can tell by the way she is acting that I could fuck her if I wanted to. It seemed so much easier than usual, most likely because I was so much less ...nterested than I usually am. It seems like all girls are like that. The less interested in fucking them you are the more interested they are. When I realize this I do start to become aroused but I'm still not sure if I am going to fuck her yet. While she is taking a shower I go into the kitchen and I'm sitting at the table and starting to think. My blindfold is untied and I see you instantly. Behind you was quite the audience and I started to feel embarrassed so I crossed my hands and crossed my legs and asked of you quietly. "Who just played with me right now?" I inquire. "Do you really want to know?" You fire back. I thought about it for a brief second. Regardless it was pleasurable but if another man had done this I would feel guilty in a sense. But I had to know. "Yes" I tell you. You tell me the lady who greeted us, Linda, had. Simon went to the toilet and returned with a friend called Paula. She was dressed in a leather skirt and white shirt and had the most gorgeous pair of leather thigh boots I had ever seen. Simon smiled and explained Paula was really Paul and had a thing for guys in leather. I danced with Paula and Simon until about 3 am at which point Paula announced "You two gorgeous guys are pulled lets go".The three of us headed back across the road to the hotel, I later learned it was a hotel popular with. I pinched them gently then watched with surprise as her free hand reached to the back of her neck and untied the bikini top. The cups fell and hung beneath her breasts. I was amazed at seeing them in full splendor. My fingers alternated between pulling on her nipples and squeezing the full globes of her breasts.Abruptly, Aunt Jane pulled her mouth away from my cock. "Damn!" she said in a loud whisper. She swung her legs up onto the bed and lay back, reaching for my hand and pulling me down over.