"Do you prefer to call you by your first name?" Yes, if you don't mind. I'll be Mike, and you'll be Mali, ok?" After saying that, I turned again to wa...lk to my bedroom."Mike?" I heard her calling me, with a timid voice. I turned again, and looked at her. "Uh... at what time do you prefer to wake up?" Don't bother, Mali", I told her, "I have my own routine in the morning. I'm an early bird, and I wake up at 6." Uh... ok... uh... Mike," was all she said. And while I walked to my bedroom, I heard. My silky smooth shaved pussy was glistening invitingly, awaiting the undoubted pounding both guys would be providing.My short funky blonde hair was gelled back, making my hair look wet and sexually intimidating. My make up was slut perfection with smokey eyelids and glossy shiny lips awaiting the arrival of a cock to smother. James had handed me a large glass of dry white wine, which I was sipping as paced the tiled floor of our kitchen. My spiked heels clicked off the welsh slate tiles,. My walk took me through a thick stand of pines that had become too large to cut. The moonlight was unable to pierce through the thick branches and I reached in my pocket for my flashlight. I suddenly remembered placing it on the shelf while I put on my gloves. "I'll just have to do the best that I can," I said out loud, as I carefully made my way through the trees. I knew that it would only be a few more minutes before I would once again be able to see by the bright light of the moon.Suddenly,. Her tongue slid all the way into his throat. Then she stopped and looked at him."Joel has been gone for hours. I think he's being well taken care of by Cat. C'mere, make love to me. Fill me up with your beautiful cock. Fuck me Tim."Her thighs parted as Tim crawled between them. His cock found its way to her wet hole without any guidance from either of them. He slid it into her to the hilt and moaned. Her pussy was so tight around his length. He pulled back and looked down. Janie's pussy was.