I get turned-on with the moaning and the sounds of intercourse, the cock going in and out and the smell, yes the smell, god I could wallow in the odou... given off from the fuck. I have participated in group sex on a couple of occassions, but the biggest ploy is to be in the room when my girlfriends are being serviced, lying there in the dark, listening, drinking in the strong odours, and quietly relieving myself in unison to the movements, and on occassions, join in for a quickie, a cock suck a. ”She leaned down to kiss my nose.“Don’t be jealous. You know I love you. But you also know I have to find somebody else to love, too.”“I know,” I sighed. “I still don’t like it.”She squeezed me with her internal muscles.“Would it help if I told you I never let anybody but you do this bareback?”“I’m not sure,” I said. I couldn’t help myself. I had to ask, “So ... how many have there been?”She sat back up.“Two,” she said.“Oh.” I actually felt relieved. I had expected her to say four or five. I. "He has good days andbad" I responded "Is he still drinking as much" she asked "Some nights"I lied "I thought so seen him in the Old Coach House on Sunday night"she took a draw from her cigarette and went on "pretty far gone he was,with that bitch Amanda all over him" "Whose Amanda" I asked "She's aSocial Worker from Kilmarnock, she was assigned to help George whenGrace died, but I figure she has her sights set on replacing her" shesaid as she flicked some ash of her cigarette and went on. Her breathing becomes evendeeper and her breasts swell under her shirt with eachbreath. The hands move down one button at a time,sensually touching the exposed skin underneath hershirt. Finally the unbuttoned shirt falls from hershoulders, leaving her only in her bra and skirt.She feels fingers touching her neck, gliding over herskin and falling over her shoulder. They settle on herbra clip, fumbling to unclip it. Suddenly the clipsgive way and the bra releases its strangle hold on herbreasts,.