The knickers were a golden yellow colour, bright and shiny under the light. But what made her pause was the fact they had a big wet patch in the middl... of them. Before she knew what she was doing her hand reached out. They were cold and all she could think of was that Sarah had these on making love and it was her juices on the material. She touched the wet patch and felt a shiver run through her. She lifted them and breathed in the scent of her flatmates arousal, musky and strong and. “That’s not an advantage, that’s a fricking walkover. I’m going to have so little blood left in my big head that I’m going to be lucky to string three words together.”She giggled and pretended to pout. She’s got a real pretty pout. “Damn! That’s what I was counting on! Now you found out!”I shrugged. “Even with that advance knowledge, sweetie, being naked with you, I’m still going to be pretty damn defenseless.”A killer smile. Yeah, I was lost, and she instinctively knew it, even if her logical. That’s when it hit me! Leyla was like me! She liked watching Brian fuck. Of course she enjoyed playing like I did. She certainly loved sucking cock, but her number one turn on was to watch Brian fucking Rachel.“Now he has slipped her top down and is squeezing her tits while she grinds around on his cock. We know she likes girth and from the dripping of her pussy she is enjoying the amount of cock buried in there right now,” Leyla continued.I glanced in the mirror because I knew for a fact. After she was standing I gently lifted each boob and licked the egg and bacon grease from below each nipple. Breakfast of Champions!I watched her naked body for a minute as she started to clear the dishes, then went to see about clearing biker Joe's pigsty from the corner of the living room. All that was left was the chair. Mary had cleared away the litter before she did breakfast. Holding my breath, I wrestled the chair over to the front door and out onto the porch. I shoved it over to the.