Paul smiles, recognizing his friend’s nickname. He answers the video call and gasps at the image on the screen. She is bent over the keyboard in a b...autiful red and black full length negligee. She twists slightly and he can see the back which has a low plunge and lace detailing.There are two thin straps cross her back and the front of it just barely contains her sizeable breasts. The colour is stunning against her dark skin and eyes. “How you doing, Paul?” She purrs. “I’m good, nice outfit.”. We laid back on the bed and were making out, both of us rubbing each other's pussy when Jeff asked if it was OK to come in, Lisa said "sure" but didn't move her hadn away from my pussy. Jeff came in wearing his chef outfit and said he was leaving for work, it was like he didn't see two naked chicks playing with each other. He walked over to the bed, bent down and gave me a kiss goodby and as he stood up Lisa said "what about me?" can't kiss a lesbian. Jeff gave her a kiss too, That was so. I was like silent and she told me she was just kidding she know how good I am and told me she is a bit too careless when it comes to dresses and many have seen her like this.In her home, once some construction work was going on and she as usual after bath didn’t close the door and started applying the cream. She heard her door move and some eyes as well. She says whoever it is have seen her nude and she felt really bad.Her dresses are all treat others as its mainly very thin and she never wear. I suppose that you are quite justified in speaking in that way, given what I've written in my stories.My very best wishes to you."I signed off and then briefly wondered whether I should actually send it, however send it I did.What followed over the next months was a wonderfully exciting exchange of messages.One day though, I received the following message."Yvonne, you shit brained cunt, it's time for us to meet up so that I can use you like the dirty, depraved, fucking harlot that you are."I.