I hired same auto n reached at my room, taken dinner n slept thinking about the same incident at that time i realized that her boobs are so hard n tig...ht. I can still imagine touch of her stiff boobs. I slept thinking about her. Next day morning i wake up and thinking what do now last night i have lost the girl and still having one more day with me. And once again i prepared my mind let’s try on another one. But to my surprise Amisha has called me at 9:30 in morning and we are talking like. He was coming to our house at 2pm. Gaynor had told me that he (alan) was married, he was 38 and she knew him as he used to date one of her old schoolfriends. The night she had met him he had fucked her twice in his car, and she seemed keen to get him into our bed!Alan arrived 10 mins early, but we were ready. Gaynor was upstairs on the bed wearing black stockings, black lace knickers and a see thro top. I answered the door, strangely it wasnt awkward at all as i had feared. Alan was a nice guy,. I grasped my dick at the rootand squeezed hard, stemming the sensation of my orgasm,and when the tremendous need to squirt off had passed, Islicked the slippery jizz over my cock and jacked it upand down, my hand making little “slick-slick-slick”sounds as I stroked it back and forth.“I almost came,” I muttered.“Yeah…I saw,” she answered, her eyes glistening, andshe dinked her finger into the opening of her vagina,masturbating faster now and with more. One strong hand reached behind me to the small of my back, arching my body forward and pushing my breasts out. I felt a point of cold steel softly touch my neck and slowly trace down my body to the base of my shirt. I heard scissors open and deftly slice my shirt from my body, causing a quiver of fear and excitement to run down my spine. Again the scissors cut, this time up each sleeve so my shirt fell from my torso to be lifted away as my other lover removed his hand from my back.Next, my feet.