We had a few drinks in the room which led to the conversation turning sexual. I told her that I found everything about her so fucking sexy and asked h...r if she was into dirty talk. Specifically, would she be okay if I used the word fat in a positive way to convey how hot I thought her body was. She said she was comfortable with her body and that sort of talk would be a turn on as long as it wasn't used to put her down. I assured her I am attracted to big girls 100 times more than those skinny. A second stroke provoked the same reaction. Nadia had no intention of going easy on her slut of a room-mate, so she decided a change was needed to the situation. ‘Ok, Fay, we can’t have you making that much noise or the neighbours will probably call the police,’ Nadia sternly declared, before peeling fay’s stained, satin panties down over her full cheeks, now marked with two fresh, red cane strokes, and down her smooth, round thighs. As Fay willingly stepped out of her panties she’d guessed. At the same time, Arthur took off his red sweatshirt and a white T-shirt that was underneath it. My eyes appeared wonder-perfectly sculpted body, slightly unshaven chest, abdomen and muscular biceps. Then he pulled the shoes. Then he pushed me for a moment and pulled his tracksuit. I published his blue, perfectly filled underpants. Next massaged his cock. In the end, I grabbed his underpants and it took off. It's hard to describe what I saw. His dick had with 25 cm long, it was thick, perfect. "Betty carried Tim's glass as well as her own and put it on the table beside his chair."Betty, I need your advice," Tim said immediately."Go on." I think Wendy's got a thing about me."Betty smiled inwardly at his avoidance of the word 'love'."Go on." Um, well, when I came to after the fall yesterday, she had my head resting on her thigh. She was crying and stroking my face and ... and ... I'm sure I heard her call me 'Tim darling'.Betty smiled gently at him. "I'm sure you did too, Tim.