Come give me a kiss.” I kissed Maya and took her to the kitchen. Maya removed her nightie and hugged me. We were getting into the mood to get inside...each other when the bell rang. I opened the door and it was our neighbour Fatima. We were naked in front of her and she was smiling looking at both of us. Fatima came in and said, “It been too long since we did Love-Jihad. I made Biryani for you. After you eat it, we can do some Love-Jihad.” I said, “Fatima, I love your biryani and I love fucking. “Honey, I love spending every moment with you and I would love to share what I know about cooking while we work alongside each other. But …”“But what? Openness, remember?”“I know. Okay … I want you to teach me what you know about sex … fucking … sucking cock, everything. Man and dog.”“That’s a great first start. Using the words that best describe the intention. And we have already started. Openness, release, trust in Tim to not put us into a situation that will harm us emotionally or. Heather drew in her breath as she felt her pussy and her nipples tingle in reward. "Thank you, Mistress," she moaned.Nyssa withdrew her hand. Her slave looked to her expectantly."It was quite clever," Nyssa said after a moment's pause. "Very clever indeed. I didn't see it at first. I had assumed you simply had a very strong will. But that wasn't it at all."Heather gave Nyssa a quizzical look but said nothing in comment."She gave you a Gift," Nyssa explained. "You were only beginning to learn to. “Hey, Sal, how they hangin’?”“I owe you, my friend,” said Sal. “In fact, whatever you want is on the house tonight.”“Wow,” said Bobby. “To what do I owe the honor?”“Jill told me what you said,” said the man. He seemed to blush. “About us, I mean.”“I take it that things are working out?” Bobby grinned.That kitchen was either very hot, or he was blushing harder.“I can’t thank you enough, Bobby,” he said. “I mean that. You could have had her, but you let me...” He seemed to see Erica for the first.