I certainly didn’t expect to be having a threesome at the same time with another woman!”“Are you disappointed?” Dan asked.“Not at all!” Ci...dy replied, kissing him, then Vicky.“Cindy I have to ask you, how come with me? Why did you want to have sex with me so much? I mean, you’re young, beautiful, and sexy. You could have your pick of any young guy you want, not an old fart like me.” Cindy laughed at Dan’s comical insult of himself.“I figured that you would be safer to have sex with than most. I have many friends from Bangladesh and live in London, UK. I see a lot of people from Bangladesh living in East London and I go there pretty often for grocery shopping since I live close by. I really enjoy going to the grocery stores with all the Muslim Bangladeshi women in colorful clothes and some in hijabs. I take pictures of the beautiful ladies inside the stores, while they ignore me and some times take close up shots of their beautiful faces, they either smile or ignore me and some just. When Catherine bent over, her long blonde hair fell to the front. So that when she stood up, her beautiful soft blonde hair was hanging over her right shoulder and covering the top half of her right breast. She looked sexy as hell standing there.“Do you strip for your husband?” Mark asked.“Sometimes,” she said reluctantly.“Ever strip for anyone else?” Tim asked.“Absolutely not!” she sharply replied.“Have you let anyone else, other than your husband, get in-between those sexy legs of yours,” Tim. When we broke off the second time she motioned over to the sofa and over we went. She sat down on the far end and I sat on the arm support so that I could look down at her. A few minutes of small talk passed and when the conversation turned to our last encounter, my desire for her jumped and I leaned down and began to kiss her some more. After a minute or more I reached down and began to caress her tit, feeling that lovely mound of flesh under her blouse. I then took hold of the front of her.