She pressed against me and we both could feel the desire in us mounting. We walked up the corridor, every five yards kissing and reaching under each o...her's clothes. Fingers on skin, caring nothing for the airport video scanners or occasional passengers passing. The danger of being seen making us hotter and me harder. How we managed to get through passports, retrieve bags, and exit customs with clothes intact is something I wonder. Somehow we had touched each other fleetingly everywhere, hands. "Scowling, I shifted a hand over to rub at my stomach. It wasn'tparticularly firm, lacking any hint of the six pack I'd been so proud ofas a guy. Still, it seemed to be as flat and narrow as ever. There wasno guarantee that it always would be, though. Most girls I'd knownthroughout my life had either worked out, dieted, or both ? at least theskinny ones. Hell, even most of the ... fuller ones did something tokeep themselves from getting truly fat. I certainly didn't want to getfat,. When we met up she said that even she wants to have a threesome from long time but did not dare to talk to me about it...later when we decided that the idea is nice...she said she wants to have with a girl but she didnt like the idea of me fucking another girl...later she said that she wants to involve a guy...I didnt speak a word against her and quietly agreed for it...she said that she would want to have my friend involved since she fantasized about him at times...I said Im ok with what she. Everything had to be her way. Whatever we did in bed, she called the shots.I remember sitting on the bed together, both of us naked, with our arms around each other, when I buried my face in her soft, wonderfully smelling hair and kissed her along the neck. She arched back and let me ease her down onto the bed. She reached up for me, but I pulled back and instead nudged her hip urging her over, and after a slight hesitation, she let me roll her onto her belly. And then that day, for the very.