She was a little quiet and took herself off to her room after we’d both drunk a herbal tea; I locked the doors and hit the hay myself.I hit the stor... again when I got off work Tuesday. This time they had some ready-to-eat shrimps in sauce on offer, so I bought us both a pack. I checked the tell-tales when I got to the drive, saw they were good, and went on in. Through the spyhole I could see the shape of her lying under the blanket. I was just about to open the door and enter to ask if she was. Samira flushed again and looked away."MMh, James, we're being rude." She sat down next to Samira and hugged her close. She pressed her cool cheek against Samira's hot one and then kissed her. She looked into her eyes and said "I'm glad you stayed." Yes," Samira said, "I mean, I am glad too"Dinner was an informal affair, nibbled directly from the boxes and washed down with white wine. Sometime later, the ladies deposited the leftovers in the fridge and James poured the last of the wine. Samira. I had licked Cindy's asshole before and loved it. His was a litter stronger smelling and tasting, but I still loved it."You like that taste? I took a shit right before I came over here. I wiped, but didn't do a very good job of cleaning it up. I wanted to leave that for you. Now clean it real good," he commanded.I kept eating his ass and couldn't get enough of it. I started pushing my tongue inside the hole as it began to open up for me and started rimming the inside of his ring. It was like I. “Allow me.” He had come from behind, grasped her chair back and took her elbow; an old fashion courtesy. His voice matched him perfectly; cultured, with a vibrato that hinted a good baritone signing voice.“Oh;” She jumped at his sudden appearance. “Thank you.” He pulled the chair away from the table as she rose to allow her room to turn to face him. He was very close to her, perhaps too close for comfort, her personal space felt invaded. The unfamiliar flutter returned in her breast; suddenly.