Oh, I met some other girls, even went out with a few, and there was one who takes pride of place as my first real live sex partner, but even though my... penis was fully involved in that escapade (and I have no complaints) my heart wasn't in it.The fact is, I'd loved these two girls forever. It never crossed my mind that there was anything wrong with loving both of them. It seemed natural. And in any case, even after all those years, I could never tell which was which, so how could I love one more. Rolling over, I settled into his spot.The breeze from the cracked window picked up and I felt my nipples perk up and harden in the warm glow of the streetlights outside. Pouring more lotion into my hands, I slowly continued to rub it in all over my body, gently feeling the curves of my belly and hips under my fingertips. Closing my eyes, I could imagine him there with me. Sitting at his desk wearing one of his cozy v-neck cardigans, sipping a glass of whiskey, and asking me how my day was. . And before I could say anything the top one was behind me rimming my ass... And pushing me to synch the rythm of my hips with the ones of his own tongue... This was all I needed to give up any kind of resistance. So I just let it all go and got empaled between both of those horny guys. I tried to make my own moves but I was being guided by a more experienced fucker. We changed places many times, some of them I was being sucked and rimmed at the same time. Others I was just watching them fuck,. ‘Maxi’ Santos was a thirty-something, tall, slender Brazilian with long dark curly hair. She had beautiful coffee-colored skin, a sleek elegant face, distinct cheekbones and a toothy white smile. She came to the U.S. from Sao Paulo ten years ago. Her parents back in Brazil were rich, well connected, but determined to keep their daughter grounded. So Maxi had to try to make it alone in the Big Apple. After starting out waiting tables in cafes, she opened up her store in 2007. Naturally, as a.