They parted and Lou started to undo Kim’s blouse buttons. Kim undid her belt and took down her trousers. I could only see her back and she had on a ...right blue pair of frilly knickers. Thoughts in my head were going wild: fuck-in-hell, what's going on here? Am I dreaming? I must have hit my head on something, somewhere! I continued to watch every move. Kim loosened Lou’s gown tie and the front gaped open. Kim stepped around behind Lou and slipped the gown off her back. Holy shit, Lou was. She flinched and let out a little gasp, starting to breather harder immediately. "Continue", he ordered. "I was pressing my left hand against my clit while rubbing it from the right side with the middle finger of my right hand", she recounted, while He was rubbing her clit with His toes. She loved having to recount every tiny detail of her most intimate acts... That, together with His foot on her clit made her wetter by the second. She started moaning a little and gyrating her hips, trying to. . I don't know, baby. Oh, God, I shouldn't even be letting you touch me at all, not like this." But in defiance of her words, she leaned against me, jutting her already-impressive bust under my searing gaze as she did so."So wrong..." she whispered. My heart felt like a stone in my chest. Now was the moment of choice; would she accept me, accept this, or had I destroyed our relationship forever? She drew in a deep breath, then surrendered to the moment. To me. She could see what I was staring. Es war eine lange Fahrt zum Hotel gewesen. Obwohl keiner von uns sagen würde, dass es nicht lohnte. Es gab eine greifbare Stille zwischen uns, als ich das Auto parkte. Drinnen trafen wir uns mit Bob und Vikki und bestellten eine Mahlzeit im Restaurant. Es war seltsam, sie persönlich zu sehen. Wir hatten beide gesehen, wie Vikki in der Vergangenheit Sex mit zwei und oft sogar drei Schwarzen hatte. Sie war Vollweib und lebhaft. 31 Jahre alt, mit einer straffen, wohlgeformten Figur, langen blonden.