Her touch is so good and I’m erect within twenty seconds. Gently she pulls back my foreskin and runs her thumb over my bulbous head. Lily jerks me s...owly at first, and then builds up a pace, her wrist becoming a blur as she settles into a quick rhythm. We kiss deeply once more, her tongue deep inside my mouth, it feels silky and smooth. My right hand runs through her glossy hair, and then my palm tilts her skull slightly, pushing her mouth harder onto mine. No words are needed; they would just. It was nice, we sat around the table and talked about the sailing, and the storm. We talked about the swimming and the turtle we saw. And Sarah rubbed my leg with her foot – and Fred could see and smirked. Last night of sex, I thought. Ah, well. It’s been pretty good. Back to nice girls who will let you touch them on the third date and are saving themselves for ‘the right man’. I can’t say I blame them, sleeping around doesn’t seem to make girls (or boys) any happier. This holiday was an. Then one day he told that their sex life is boring and they have a desire of someone fucking his wife in front of him and he asked whether I would be interested and I said I will do it. He said that we are a high profile couples so we should do it secretly and he said he will offer me money for this too. Who will not want a pleasure with money so I agreed with him and fixed it one fine SundayThey told me to wait in a place and they said they will pick me up and Sandeep came in a jaguar car and. It is only now I realise that my hands are tied above my head. Instantly awake, my eyes shoot open to reveal nothing, the soft feel of something silky covering my eyes. A note of panic rises within me, not helped as I realise my feet are tied to each of the posts at the foot of the bed. Remembering the night before and the games we played calms me somewhat and excites me as well. Apart from, what I assume, a silk scarf around my head I sense that I am completely naked without even the covering.