I went near her and started consoling her. She kept her head on my shoulder and suddenly hugged me. It sent shock waves across my body. Then we slowly...started smooching! Our tongues started exchanging the salivas.We decided to move to the room. I had a big surprise when I saw the room. She had neatly decorated the room with flowers and she kept fruits, milk, and honey on a table there. The room was filled with the pleasant smell of agarbatti. She had also put on a dim light.We went into the. " Was all I could manage."I bet you're a dirty little bitch who likes to eat pussy,aren't you...?" "Oh yes,Miss" I moaned, wondering where the hell the "Miss" had come from and what the fuck was happening to me....and please...please could I fuck her and fill her with my cum....but Jane had another idea. She grabbed me by my long rocker hair (heavy metal fan remember...?) and dragged me over to the armchair right in front of that big living room window. She sat down and spread her legs,pushing. She knew it was wrong, since I loved my dear husband; but both Camilla and Helena would not say anything at all. She were also married and were flirting with other guys; so I saw no real harm.This big black guy was Thomas. As I was sat on his lap, his huge hands were my backside; even trying to slide up the hem of my tight skirt. I pulled his hand away every time it tried to slide up between my tanned legs, but I kept myself kissing his mouth. I felt wet between my thighs.At the end of the. The woman was a tall blonde with sumptuous firm breasts. She was splayed naked on a small couch facing me, her head thrown back and her legs spread as the man knelt between her thighs and licked her. I could see her responding to his tongue, panting as he stroked her. Her beautiful breasts heaved.My dick started to swell in my pants as I watched. I reached down to adjust it in my shorts and give it a little more room.I could see that the guy was bearing down on her clit. She was panting.