Frankie loved spending time with Gaz because it was pure unadulterated fucking and nothing more, because they had fucked so many times they each other...��s bodies inside out and there were no inhibitions whatsoever.One night they were both completely smashed when they bumped into each other in a night club and both knew where the night would end, either in an alleyway or in Gaz’s bed.As Gaz grabbed Frankie’s hand and pulled her out of the night club he flagged a taxi down and he was soon opening. “Why did you flip out?”“Well, I agreed that I didn’t want to take the baby anywhere. But we can’t have someone come into our home!”“Why not?”“For Christ’s sake, Karenna! We have a sex dungeon on the third floor! What if we hire someone who ends up being nosy?” Chad yelled.“Easy, there, pal!” she yelled back. “There’s this invention called a lock. I’m fairly certain they have them on doors in all homes these days.”“Thank you, smart ass,” Chad said, annoyed. “It’s just the more I thought about. Sometimes he squats behind me and puts both thumbs in together - nail to nail - while each hand grasps one of my buns. Then, as he presses each thumb sideways against my vaginal walls, he digs his fingers into my ass and rotates my entire body a few degrees one way and then back again.When he's sure that I'm about as wet as I'm ever going to get, he withdraws his fingers from my cunt and, using them as blunt, inverted spoons, ladles the natural juices of my vagina out and on to my outer lips,. After I dried myself off and put on Steven’s shirt I went out into the kitchen to have a glass of water before going to bed. The house was quiet so I assumed everyone was already fast asleep. I didn’t put on the lights because I didn’t want to wake anybody. Mike and Liz’s kitchen was huge. It had a kitchen island in the middle with some bar stools around it. I wondered how many times they’d had sex on that counter top? As I poured some water into my glass, I heard a noise on the stairs and.