But today is the day to fulfill your fantasy. Imran must be here at any moment. Don’t hesitate to fulfill all your desires today without any guilt. ... love you always, and I love your fantasies too.”Again thinking about the future actions, I was excited and apprehensive. Soon the doorbell rang. I was told to go to the bedroom. My husband was speaking to him about me. Probably he was saying to fuck me like never before. I was counting the seconds.Soon I saw Imran for the first time though we had. We finished our lunch and we both decided to have some dessert, some cherry pie with whipped cream! While we had our pie she brought up the subject of sex, I couldn't believe she wanted to talk about it and yet in detail. She mentioned many ideas about how good it is to have sex, and before I knew it she turned her attention towards me, asking how big my erect penis gets. My honest answer of seven inches did something to her, because she pulled her shoulder straps down to expose beautiful c-cup. We opened the door and fled into another private booth. My acquaintance from the night before saw us this time and luckily he jumped into the booth next to us. People were beating on our door to let them in but there was no way that would happen. After assuring Jen that it was okay, we placed our bills into the slot and started watching some pretty hardcore porn. With Jenny intrigued by the experience, I peered through the glory hole to my new-found friend and signaled for him to pull his. But we've never choreographed for another dance team, and, besides, that's different. I saw you skating with her, and my heart was in my throat." I only did it to prove a point." I know," she smiled. "It's just that we've always been very possessive about dancing." Warren cracked up laughing. "What?" We've been more possessive about dancing than we ever have about sex," Warren laughed."Too true," Sophia giggled. "Well, I hope Courtney didn't figure out the truth." Huh?" That if you had been.