"She kept talking about how sweet you tasted and how luscious your tits were. I have to tell you, Marisa, I haven't thought about much else since," Gi...berto interjected. "Shall we move to the bedroom?" Mike asked. Gilberto and Bekki moved like panthers around her body. She was the center of attention, with Gilberto removing her clothing and rubbing erogenous zones she didn't know she had while Bekki's tongue seemed to multiply, exploring crevices Gilberto missed. Mike positioned himself in the. My wife has a friend that lives in town named Donna. Donna has actually traveled in Europe with us before. Donna is a little older than us, not much, she’s funny and good company. I’ve never had any attraction for her. Donna has been a long time friend to my wife and they talk about traveling all the time.Donna is married and her whole family is totally dysfunctional. Donnas’ husband has some condition that requires him to be on strong medications. He’s been like this for as long as I’ve known. It was a Friday night, all Elsa's flatmates were out, and I was lying naked on her bed. Her sheets felt cool and expensive, her pillows springy with the feel of some serious and heavy-duty neck support about them.Elsa sat between my legs, her knees folded sideways underneath her, her knickers still on, this time not adorned with any cartoon characters, just plain and black and trimmed with lace. She looked—almost stared—at my cunt with a careful and fascinated interest, exploring me with her. "He went outside, and Nick pulled me towards the stairs."I don't want you going out with that guy." Why?" I asked, flirtatiously."No, no joke. I seriously don't want you going out with him. There's something so fucking creepy about that guy." What?" I can't figure it out ... but I don't want you going out with him..." Nick! Come on! He's one my best camp friends! I haven't seen him since the reunion! I'll be fine, don't worry about me. Okay?"He half nodded. "I'll call you later," he said,.