I’ve always been the ‘good girl.’ I was taught to be that as a girl, and Mike never encouraged me to open up, so I don’t know if I can, or eve...n what to do.’ ‘Well, I think you can, if you really want to,’ I told her. ‘And you just have to be honest with yourself, and know what you WANT to do.’ ‘Think of any sexual fantasy that you’ve ever had,’ I continued. ‘Not romantic, but sexual. Decide which one, or ones, are your favorite, or hottest, and then act on it.’ At that point, we stopped talking. The waiter was thrown off ground, he looked at this gorgeous woman and didn’t know what to say, he felt a stirring in his groin and hurriedly walked away with their order. "Good girl", her companion whispered in her ear and dipped a finger into her sopping wet pussy, she moaned so loud that people at the nearest tables turned to look at them. He had been teasing her from the moment he picked her up at her flat. He had told her to wear a skirt with no panties underneath and she had obeyed. She. Things seemed to have settled a bit after this latest escapade however I did notice a shift in her viewing habits. I was curious about her propensity to viewing gangbangs. Surely she wasn’t considering that. But as the weeks passed she seemed more interested in it. Finally I had to ask her what was turning her on about these sites. She admitted to getting herself off while watching women being ravaged by a gang. I explained that it was porn and a “gang” didn’t really exist. It was a group of. But as you know me by now, if you read my other stories, you know that I can be pretty naughty myself, even with much older guys. So after asking me to come to him, I got out of the water and walked up to him, in my bikini, all wet of course...He asked me if I want to go to the woods behind us for gathering some wood for the fireplace later. He thought I might like that and this should've rang an alarm in my head, but I was dumb and it didn't. I agreed to it and we went to the small woods.