She quivered, as if an electric current was passing through her muscles, her anus twitching. Angie took Anna in her arms, and kissed her softly, thei... lips meeting delicately. Anna felt possessed. Her tongue poked out of her own mouth and into her best friend’s. Angie massagedAnna’s tongue delicately, and the girls nipples brushed together through the two sets of filmy night wear. Anna jerked at the contact, and then felt Glen’s cock against her bum crack and his relatively rough. “Is that you Phillip?” she asked in a low voice. There was a murmur of affirmation from outside the door. “Nearly there!” she told him, “I won’t be long!”Stunned, I stared at her. “He likes to know I’ve been with other men. He’ll want to have me when we’ve finished,” she told me with a wry smile. Her hips began moving against me once more, and I began to thrust again. After only a few minutes I could feel my climax approaching and began thrusting faster. Taking an arm from around my neck she. She began rubbing her pussy on the edge of the table, and moaned softly. "Ummmmmmm."Holding her tits from behind her back, Jim leaned forward pushing Melissa over the end of the table. She bent at the waist, and laid face down on the table. Releasing her tits, Jim slid his hands up her arms, extending them over her head. As he kissed the back of her neck, he secured her wrists in leather cuffs at the far corners of the table.He then slid his hands back along her arms, over her shoulders, and to. Masturbating to Penthouse and Hustler magazines didn’t cut it for me. In fact, it was frustrating to look at all that luscious pussy I couldn’t really get.One Thursday night, I got into my car and drove into Manhattan. It was a clear evening and not that cold for the time of the year. I almost didn’t want to admit to myself that I might get a prostitute. I had never been with one, and I should have known that streetwalkers were particularly low on the scale. Maybe I thought I didn’t deserve.