A small TV was perched on a dated stand in the corner. He showed her where the bathroom was and then let her have a peek into his flatmate Mark’s ro...om. “That’s ‘effing disgusting,” Mia said as she gawped at the mess of dirty socks and underwear, food packets and empty bottles as well as paper and books scattered around. “Doesn’t living next door to that bother you?” she asked. “It’s like a rubbish tip.” “I know - I try to pretend it’s not there. He keeps the shared rooms tidy so I can’t. Now let me confuse you, because it confuses me, Ann has no problems reaching orgasm while she is in pain from my dick shredding her poor pussy, but she is adamant that she doesnt like pain in sex. So no S&M for her, or me, but having the inside of her lips rubbed raw makes her flash in no time. Again, I dont have a clue here. I have tried to make sense of it but she insists she doesnt like the pain and she does not like the fact that she walks bow legged for three days afterwards. Nor does she. As he licked upwards, I tried to cover my skirt and he licking came to thighs and forced my hand sideways and uplifted my skirt. He was strong, made me lay completely on bed, “relax, let me do my job.” He then removed my skirt and top and made me nude. He was not hurrying and was very gentle. The sensation in me was slowly arousing, but still I didn’t want this.He parted my legs wider and came near to my pussy. He gave a slight kiss on it and then sucked the outer lips. He was sucking like. Her distressed brown leather jacket - sort of a feminine take on a classic bomber jacket - hung open, and her pert nipples reminded me that she had gone braless, something she does on occasion. I nodded. “Yeah, she’s quite the athlete! She loves this stuff, and she’s completely tireless.” Alli saw me glance at her companion and then back to her, and read the question in my eyes. “Honey, this is Greg – Greg, this is my husband, Dave.” I stuck my hand out, to shake hands. He glanced at it, as.